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Soren felt good. The voluptuous parasaurolophus lady had a very successful winter and it lead to her having a bonus paycheck, which was perfect for going outfit shopping for clothes for the upcoming spring and summer months.

The mall was moderately busy, other dinosaurs having similar ideas of hitting the mall before the skin-in-the-sun seasons were upon them. Soren didn't mind as she had just the right swimsuit in mind as she briskly walked through the crowds before coming upon the clothing shop she was looking for.

It didn't take her too long to find the outfit she wanted, even it being in her specific size, though what kept her there longer were several other swimsuits she just had to try on. With her arms full of clothing, she stepped into one of the two changing booths; a mere thick curtain separating the one changing from the rest of the customers.

Benny was a giganotosaurus. A head taller than Soren, he had a heavy set physique, seemingly past his prime and having a round gut, but very clearly being muscular and having strength in his body. He'd been a little lacking in his luck with the ladies as of late and with the upcoming sunshine, he figured he'd attempt to see what showing off the strength aspects of his body could do for him.

He perused the clothing shop for a while and grabbed several swimming trunks, but paused before he purchased them; even though these were the same label size, he wasn't sure if he'd put on more weight since he got his previous set of clothes. With a sigh, he stepped into a changing booth and bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry!" he said before he even knew who he bumped into. Upon looking at her, he saw the thick herbivore completely topless and only in her panties. He expected her to kick him out but she simply chuckled and smiled at him before she waved at him.

"Oh it's fine. There are only two booths and they aren't exactly labeled." she said, though her eyes were rather clearly going up and down his body. "Feel free to change here, I won't make a fuss." Benny watched her for a moment before he smiled as he watched her lean over, lifting up one swimsuit before she set it down and looked at another. He continued to watch her for a bit before he remembered he should probably do the same. He took off his shirt and tossed it aside before he removed his pants, stepping out of them as it left him in his briefs. He looked back at his booth partner and found her eyeballing him much like he was eyeballing her. Benny smiled and put one hand behind his head and one on his hip, making a slightly silly macho pose.

" Name's Benny. You like what you see?" he asked, smirking and expecting to get ignored in some manner. Soren, however, just kept eyeballing him and smiled in return.

"Oh I do." she put her arms behind her head, pushing her bust out. "And you can call me Soren." She said before she turned to a one piece bathing suit and rubbed her chin. Benny admired her generous bust but when she grabbed her bathing suit, he remembered what he was in the booth for and lifted up a pair of swim trunks. He dropped his briefs, his heavy cock and balls swinging free as he stepped into the trunks, pulling them up and finding them to fit rather nicely, the inner mesh cupping his junk rather comfortably.

"What do you think? Do I look good in them?" he asked. Soren, however, was grinning.

"Oh I do, though honestly, I think you looked better with them off." she said, giving him a wink before she turned her back to him and pulled down her panties. She stepped out of them but remained bent over as she looked at her other swimsuits. Benny took a moment to just stare at her supple ass, her raised tail letting him see everything. It took him a moment to realize she was looking back at him and grinning before she stepped her legs apart, letting him properly see her pussy and her snug ass. "And judging by your expression, you think the same of me." she said as she lift one of her feet to press into his clothed crotch, now rubbing his confined and hard cock. She moved into the open floor of the booth and placed her hands on the floor while she kept her ass up high, pointed at him. "Come on, let's blow off some steam."

"Oh hell yes..." Benny said under his breath as he quickly pulled the swim trunks off, his cock springing free as he stepped up behind her. He used one hand to stroke his cock, making sure it was fully hard while he used his other to stroke her soft pussy, using his fingers to spread her open and smear her juices around. Soren gently wiggled her hips side to side, groaning softly before Benny stepped closer and rubbed the head of his cock against her, slickening the head before he pressed slowly into her, the two of them moaning in low groans until his fat balls pressed against her. "You're so snug..."

"Mmh, and you're pretty big. Now give it to me." she hissed as she pushed back against him. He gripped her wide hips and pulled back, starting to slowly pump gently out of her and ease back in, further slickening his shaft as he moved. Her increasing slickness allowed him to move more and more easily, and soon, he was firmly slapping his hips against her own, sexual grunting slipping from her mouth inbetween pleasured words of "Yes..." and "More..." as her insides would occasionally tense up on him, getting even wetter. He leaned over her back, hugging her tightly as his hands slid along her soft belly. She trilled gently as his hands slid up, cupping her swaying breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze before he gave her nipples a gentle pinch, making a soft sound leave her throat. She pushed back harder against him as he sped up his pace, the slapping of his fat balls against her growing louder. However, both of them froze when they heard a voice outside the booth.

"Do you hear some sort of slapping sound?" Benny grew worried since if they were caught, they could get in trouble with the law. He stood up straight and pulled out of her, looking at her still gaping insides, his wet, hard cock aching for more, to just push back into her, but he reluctantly went over to his clothes. He was stopped by Soren grabbing his wrist and turning him to face her before she began speaking softly.

"We'll just do a different position. Just don't move so fast." she said as she gripped his shoulders and wrapped one leg around his hips. On reflex he gripped her plump ass with one hand before she suddenly hopped up, wrapping her legs around his sides while his cock jutted under her supple rump, Benny now carrying her fully. "You are a strong man... Now show me how strong." she said as she reached under herself, guiding his cock back in her warm, soft insides, sighing with a pleased shudder as she felt that warm shaft sink back into her. Benny couldn't believe his luck at finding such a randy female and gripped her tightly, groaning softly as he nosed her collar, pulling up on her ass and lowering her down as he thrust at a smooth, slower pace as she hugged to his chest, huffing softly and giving muted moans. He was certainly getting a nice workout as he pulled her up and pressed her down while keeping his balance, and the pace was making him last a good long time as he slowly rocked her against himself, her full breasts stroking along his chest as her hands wrapped around his back. He could feel her occasionally tensing up and her breathing get a little louder, and in return he hummed a little as he squeezed her ass.

However, unknown to either of them, Benny's tail was sticking out from under the privacy curtain. As Soren tensed up more and more from the slow and steady pace, Benny suddenly was jerked backwards as a sauropod passerby tripped over his tail, throwing him off balance. He began to tumble backwards out of the booth but quickly used a hand to grab a curtain as the two of them hung out. They might have been able to hide back in the booth, however the sudden jarring movement slammed Soren balls deep on his cock, making her throw her head back, hooting loudly in a rather triumphant climax for the whole store, and many folks outside of the store, to hear.

There was a tense pause as Benny stood with the shivering, climaxing hadrosaur in his arms as dozens of eyes of shoppers looked at them; many surprised, some angry, one or two enjoying it. However, a pair of eyes looking at them and wearing a black hat was most certainly not happy.

"Hey! You two! No fornicating in the public facilities!" yelled a young troodon security guard. Benny, despite being much larger than the cop, held a strong respect for the law and was instantly afraid and he obeyed his first instinct; to run. Soren had enough time to come out of her orgasmic high, her legs snugly wrapped around Benny's hips, before she saw the very angry officer. Still holding her in his arms, Benny suddenly started to run, bouncing her on his still hard shaft as he ran past the other patrons and out of the store with the Troodon officer in hot pursuit.

Benny didn't know where he was trying to go, just "away" from the angry officer as he moved through crowds of very puzzled shoppers. His reflexes told him to avoid the crowds and seek some silent, empty area. However, part of his body never forgot the lady he was holding. Soren was looking over his shoulder as she clung to him, her hefty body bouncing with each step he took, making his cock slide deep into her and back out. She was watching the officer chase them, but her ability to say anything about it was hampered and her face was a mess, going between worried before slipping into a crossed eyed smile with her tongue hanging out as Benny's running while still inside of her was giving her a marathon orgasm, seemingly stuck in a loop of being properly cognitive and being lost in an orgasm. Benny was worried about her and considered letting go of her so he didn't risk getting her hurt, yet at the same time, he couldn't help but find her expressions to be incredibly hot, knowing he'd been fucking her into a stupor. He glanced over his shoulder, seeing the officer still chasing them, but now he was brandishing a nightstick and seemed even angrier as he yelled at them to stop. The cop was downright terrifying; his hat seemed to cast a shadow over his face, obscuring his eyes, but light could be seen reflected in his eyes, giving two piercing white lights that glared mercilessly back at him. Benny tried to focus on running as that jolt of fear gave him more energy for a moment, but he had his limits, not just in his stamina of running, but his sexual stamina as he started to slow down, feeling a tense building in his gut. The slower pace started to let Soren have longer bouts outside of her orgasmic stupors.. She looked over Benny's shoulder and grew worried as Benny was going slower and slower, letting the very angry and armed officer get closer and closer, the shining white dots of his eyes burning furiously as he was seemingly intent on beating them senseless for running.

"Oh no no no, don't slow down NOW! He's right there!" she said, not wanting to get the brunt of the law for an obviously illegal activity.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm... gunna... NGGG!" Benny shuddered and grunted as his cock throbbed once inside of her, spurting a jet of cum into her before his cock popped out of her insides and jetted again and again, painting the smooth mall floor with ribbons of his spunk. He tried to keep running, but he stepped on his own slick jizz and suddenly, his foot shot out from under him as he slipped and fell flat on his back, almost knocking the wind out of him. Soren rolled off of him just in time for the officer to step up to Benny's head, looking down at him with a rather angry snarl on his face, eyes burning like piercing daggers. "Uh... hello, Officer..."

Benny and Soren stood up but didn't move as the officer glared at them, his arms crossed and nightstick held tightly in one hand. Despite the troodon's head being only up to Soren's bustline, the authority he gave off was intimidating. Both Benny and Soren read the nametag on his chest, the name Highclaw on it.

"Fornicating in public, running from an officer, AND making a mess in a public place. I've seen hormonal youths do this, but not fully mature adults. I should throw you both out and ban you from the mall for life." Highclaw's tone was sharp, not unlike a drill sergeant. Benny just hung his head in shame, not having anything to say for himself. Soren, however, knew it really was her fault, so she spoke up.

"Please, it was me. I was the one who started it. Just ban me from the mall and let him go." she pleaded. Highclaw pointed his nightstick at her and looked her up and down, as if he was looking for a weapon or an attack from her before he looked at Benny again, the larger male downright sheepish. There were a tense few seconds before Highclaw suddenly sighed, putting his nightstick back on his belt, and took off his hat. As he did so, both Benny and Soren were rather stunned to see him revealing a tuft of rather beautiful feathers from under it as well as big, blue, pretty eyes. Highclaw scratched his head while both Benny and Soren were somewhat shocked that their pursuer was... rather handsome.

"Honestly, I'm not one who likes banning people from the mall. It's a ton of paperwork and usually doesn't work as they can just walk right back in and have to be spotted by a guard who recognizes them, who may not be working the same shift." he said, clearly irritated. "I suppose I could be lenient. After all," he gestured around them, showing several shops... but all of them were closed and not running and there were no patrons around them. "Your little chase took us into the section still under construction. Other than a bit of mopping, there isn't much to do here." he said as he put his hat back on. "Okay, here is the deal: I'm going to cuff you both. I'll escort you back to the changing room to get your clothes. Then you," he pointed at Benny. "I'll walk out the doors. There will be no permanent record, but the people seeing you here will be happy I upheld the law and the mall will keep it's good family friendly reputation." he said, turning to Soren. "You, however, will need to come back with me for an incident report. I can let you off with a warning this time but I have to make a record of it, and if you get caught doing something like this again, you're out, got it?"

"Got it." Both Benny and Soren said as Highclaw pulled out two pairs of handcuffs.

It was embarrassing for Benny having to walk through the crowds, completely naked and handcuffed. Most of them were giving little cheers to the cop for arresting the "degenerates" and Benny thanked his stars that he wasn't getting a permanent record of this. They were brought to the dressing room and un-cuffed. They dressed without any fuss before Highclaw cuffed them again. Just as he said, he escorted Benny out the front doors and un-cuffed him.

"All right, you're free, now stay out of trouble." he said. Benny turned and nodded.

"Thank you." he then turned to Soren. "And thank you too. It was... really something else..." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a little notepad and a pen, scribbling something on it before tearing a page out and putting it in Soren's pocket. "My number, in case you want to... have a drink or something some time?" he said. She smiled and nodded.

"I'll see about calling you up some time." Benny smiled back before Highclaw rolled his eyes.

"All right you two. Get going, Mister. As for you, let's get this over with." he said as he guided Soren back into the mall.

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The walk was short and, as it turned out, the office was located right across the hall from the clothing shop she was in. Using his keyring, he opened the door and lead her inside before locking it behind them again. The office was rather spacious and even carpeted. On one side of the room sat a table with a coffee machine and some half finished pastries. At another, a chair and about a dozen camera monitors, including one aimed right at the curtain of the changing room.

"I saw you two go into the same booth, but when no one came out, I left to investigate. Honestly, had you two kept it quiet, I likely wouldn't have done anything. Shame that sauropod fella wasn't watching his step." he said as he took off his hat and set it down before undoing Soren's cuffs. He pulled a second chair up and offered her to sit in it before he grabbed a pencil and a clipboard, sitting in a chair in front of her.

The next several minutes dragged on terribly as Highclaw went through her name, age, occupation, family, and details she didn't have the slightest clue why he'd need to know, and honestly it looked like he didn't know either. Eventually he finished the form and set it aside before he rubbed his face.

"I can see why you didn't want to go through that twice." Soren said, stretching and sighing as well.

"That's just the registration forms, the banning forms are twice as long." he said, looking at her with a very burned out expression. Soren winced before she chuckled.

"Seems like a somewhat thankless job." she said, glancing at the cameras.

"It does get boring and the paperwork is absurd, but the pay is good and sometimes, you do get to play the hero." he said as he stood up and pulled out his nightstick, flipping it around rather skillfully. As he did so, Soren saw his expression light up, like his inner kid was awakened for a moment. At that moment, Soren really found him to be quite cute; sure his belly was a bit soft from having to sit around all day, but his arms and legs were well toned, he had a cute face, and he was an honest hard working person who evidently tried to follow his dream.

"I'm guessing you didn't exactly want to be a Mall cop?" his smile faded and he nodded.

"Yeah, I wanted to be on the force. Be the hero, visit schools, inspire youngsters... But I failed the physical tests." he said, rubbing his head feathers. "I mean, I could run down a perp, but I couldn't tackle him in a non-lethal manner. If a triceratops dude is running, I can jump on him, but if I don't have a taser or something similar, he'll just carry me and I'd have to use teeth and claws and... that's not what I wanted, and neither did the force." he looked at his nightstick and twirled it again. "All just a bit of a dream, really." Soren could tell he was rather young, probably only around 28. He also seemed starved for company if him opening up like this was any indication. She suddenly smiled as she got an idea.

"Say, I never got your name, though I understand if you don't want to share it." he looked at her as he sat across from her and more of a faint smile crossed his face.

"Patrick. Not many care to ask, really. I think I scare a lot of them off." he said. Soren chuckled, her bust bouncing in her shirt.

"Well, when you got the hat on, you're pretty intimidating. Spooked me half to death and probably why Benny ran as hard as he did." she had to laugh again and this time Patrick joined in.

"Yeah, once I got the hat, the force stopped treating me the same way. They were friendly and willing to work with me and said I had promise, then I earned my hat and everyone just backed off. Everyone I ran down in the tests would end up screaming for me to not kill them when I caught them. Eventually they deemed me unfit for the active force and got me a simple static job doing this." he said, shrugging but obviously downcast.

"Did you ever want to see what it was like? Making a bust on someone, searching them for contraband, having them at your legal and physical mercy?" she said, more than a little suggestion in her tone. He eyeballed her for a moment before he nodded a bit.

"Yeah, you do it when you're kids when you play cops and robbers... Suppose part of me wanted to try it for real." Soren suddenly stood up and raised her hands.

"You got me, copper!" she suddenly said. He blinked at her a moment before she smiled. "You caught me in that booth with merchandise that I hadn't paid for. You should cuff me, frisk me, read me my rights!" she said in an overly dramatic tone. Patrick looked at her with large eyes.

"You're kidding... You're not stringing me around, are you?" he asked. Soren smiled again.

"You locked the door, and we're in here alone. I think you know exactly what I'm offering." she said, with a wink. "But you gotta wear that hat. Officer has to be in uniform, after all." Patrick seemed a little unsure as he stood up, grabbing his hat off the counter with the monitors before he turned towards her.

"All right, but you're asking for it." he said as he slipped the hat back on. Instantly, his innocent smile became somewhat terrifying as his feathers were hidden and his face shadowed, the glint of the light in his eyes being the only indication that he was looking in her direction. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs and swung them on a finger. "Ma'm, I'm going to have to ask you to put your hands against the wall and spread your legs. We're going to see if you have any objects of interest on your person." he said, that firm tone in his voice back. Soren complied right away, turning and putting her hands against a bare wall and stepped her legs apart. There was a shuffling as Officer Highclaw moved a toolbox over behind her before he stood up on it, his hands starting at her neck as he started by patting her down, a rather professional touch as he felt around her neck, along her sides, one hand down her back, then he lowered himself down, patting down first one leg, then the other. It was a bit sterile, but then Highclaw stood back on the toolbox and spoke into her earhole. "Hmm, I don't think that was good enough, you're hiding something from me." he said, accusingly before his hands slid under her arms, groping her generous breasts through her shirt. "Seems like we have something pretty big here, we stealing melons, Ma'm?" she shivered as his lips danced very close to her neck and his tone was menacing.

"N-no sir." she said before she felt him tugging up on her shirt.

"Lose the shirt." he said with a snap to his tone. She didn't hesitate as she pulled on the hem and pulled it up and over her head, her heavy bra-less breasts spilling out with her soft belly before she placed her hands right back on the wall. His hands came back, stroking her sides and softly cupping a breast in each hand. His hands were soft with very well cared for claws, but there was a great deal of strength in them. He carefully circled each of her nipples, using the soft side of his claws and his finger pads before he groped the whole breast and slowly let them go. Then she felt his hands going lower, one grabbing her ass cheek firmly through her pants. Her tail stood up on it's own as she pushed her rump back into his hand, the grip really getting her into the mood. Soon his hands slid along her left thigh before he gripped the plump lump of her pussy, giving it a firm squeeze through the fabric. Her insides warmed up and gushed, making a flowing warmth evident even through the material. There was only the faintest sound of a chuckle from him before he spoke. "Seems like we got something burning a hole in your pocket. Lose the pants." he snapped.

"Y-yes sir." she said, quickly fumbling with the button on the front of them before pulling them down, eagerly stepping out of them, but before she could put her hands on the wall, they were grabbed and held behind her back as she was pushed, her cheek mushed against the wall.

"We got a twitchy one. I better detain you so you don't get any ideas." he said as he pulled the handcuffs back out, clipping them over her wrists, though not so tight as to be uncomfortable, but certainly too much to slip free. One hand groped her now mostly bare ass, her panties damn near having been devoured by said ass. He gripped the back of her panties, pulling up on them, giving her a wedgie and pulling the material fairly tightly against her plump pussy. She shuddered and let out a little whimper, but her tail just flagged higher as she wiggled her hips side to side. "Trying to get away, are we? Got something you're trying to hide?" he asked as he let go of her panties and pushed on her to turn around, her back to the wall with her cuffed hands behind her. He looked up at her with those gleaming eyes in shadow and it just did something to her. Like staring at a predator a moment before it pounced. It made her legs weak as she sagged them apart, spreading them as she stood with her back to the wall.

"N-no sir, I'm not hiding anything." she said, excitement mixed in with nervousness as he just gave her this constant wicked grin with his sharp teeth. He pulled his nightstick out, twirling it again before he pointed it at her belly, nudging at her navel with the longer end and sliding it down, stopping as he got to her pubis.

"Seems you're transporting foreign liquids." he said as he gripped the edge of her panties and pulled them down, moist strings of her juices sticking to them, though also a trace amount of Benny's misfired cumshot from earlier was evident. He tugged her panties down and off the rest of the way before he placed his free hand on her belly, coaxing her to remain against the wall as he nudged his nightstick lower, prodding her lips. "I better see if you've got something hidden in here. It could be dangerous." he said as he pressed the hard end between her plump labia. She quivered as she watched him line up, then sink the unrelenting black rod into her, working half of it into her before he rolled it around, then pulled it back out; smears of whitish goo along with her clear goo staining it before he pressed it in again, rolling it, then pulling it back. Her legs wobbled as he fucked her with his nightstick, her insides flowing to lubricate her "lover" as she groaned, biting her bottom lip. Each time he pulled the nightstick back, less white goo was on it, her newly flowing fluids having washed out Benny's mess. At that point, Highclaw removed the nightstick completely, looking at it before he picked up her panties, using them to wipe it down before he put it down. "I'm going to have to confiscate that, Ma'm." he said as he suddenly knelt in front of her, his hands at her inner thighs as he spread her open with his thumbs, his lips suddenly kissing at her sensitive flesh while his shadowed eyes glinted up at her, a flash of a sharp toothed grin being given to her that almost made her fear that he'd bite her.

"C-careful, please..." she muttered, honestly spooked, before she regained some composure and added more of a roleplay element to it. "S-someone must have snuck it in there."

"A likely story." he said as he suddenly opened his mouth wide and gave a mock bite to her entire pussy, his teeth grazing her gently, but firmly enough she let out a startled squeak. A squeak that turned into a loud moan as she felt a rather fat and hot tongue stroking up along her lips, circling the swollen and sensitive nub of her hooded clit before he slid it back down, sliding into her pussy and wriggling around surprisingly softly before drawing back. He pulled his mouth away with that grin. "Going to have to go for a cavity search." She had just enough time to process what he said before he wrapped his lips around her hard nub, suckling on her and slowly stroking it with his tongue before a hand crept up, teasing the opening of her pussy before sinking one digit into her, slowly starting to pump it in and out of her slick passage before adding a second digit. His motions were practiced, no doubt about it, though she didn't have the ability to think about it at the moment as her knees wobbled and buckled, a shiver running up her back as her belly rippled and she bit her lip. Her insides clamped down tighter and tighter, but the cop didn't stop, thrusting into her and suckling relentlessly. She suddenly threw her head back, gasping sharply before letting out a loud hooting moan as more fluids oozed out of her, her insides spasming around his digits, coating them. He slowly removed his fingers from her before he suckled and popped his lips off of her clitoris, making another shudder run through her body as her legs gave out and she slumped down the wall, sinking until her butt hit the floor.

"Ohh my gawww...." she trailed off, shivering again as she breathed hard to catch her breath. When her eyes re-focused, Patrick, now hatless, was kneeling before her and looking in her face.

"You okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?" he said, rather honestly concerned. She sucked in a breath and sighed, smiling.

"Mmmm, not at all, though my arms are starting to ache. Could you...?" she leaned to the side. Patrick chuckled and grabbed his keys, undoing the cuffs and putting them in his pocket. As soon as he did, she grabbed his shoulders and planted a firm kiss on his lips, catching him off guard. She held it for a moment before he finally returned it, his hands going to the back of her head as he pressed into it, the both of them suckling each other's lips before pulling away. "Did you have fun?"

"Of course I did." he said with a smile. "Not... exactly how I thought I'd get to perform that, but I'm certainly not complaining." he said, though Soren had a slightly concerned face.

"You're still clothed. Didn't you want to take care of... this?" she asked, cupping his crotch, which had one hell of a hard, throbbing bulge in it, even a moist spot where the tip was trying hard to pass his belt. He had frozen when she gripped him but when she questioned him, he let out a sigh.

"Well, I'm a little used to bad things happening to me so I'm kinda pessimistic. I somewhat figured after this little game and you got off, you'd want to leave and I didn't want to get my hopes up." he said, shrugging. Soren just smiled and moved over to the open floor, still sitting on it.

"All right, then I'll spell it out; I'm not leaving until you bust a nut balls deep in me." she said, her smile turning into a somewhat mischievous grin. Patrick looked at her, sitting nude and leaning back on one outstretched arm. He worried for a moment she was teasing him, but after he bit his lip for a moment, he made his decision.

"Ah hell... I haven't gone all the way in years..." he said as he undid his belt, setting it aside before he undid his shirt, showing a chest that was rather nicely toned, though his belly was somewhat soft. His pants went next, along with his briefs as he dropped them, his legs quite toned as well. Soren cooed softly as she watched Patrick's rather meaty uncut shaft spring free, slapping his belly and the fat heavy balls under it, the mostly exposed head leaking a rather copious amount of precum. Soren leaned back, lifting up her legs as Patrick walked over to her and knelt down, the larger herbivore's hips rather neatly in line with his own in this position.

"Now, you just get in and enjoy yourself. I can handle anything you can dish out, sweetheart." she said with a wink. Patrick smiled at her before he used a hand to guide his shaft, rubbing the head along her downright sopping lips before nudging the tip to her entrance. He gave a testing press, easing the head into her before he gave a long, smooth press, sinking balls deep Soren cooed while he shuddered and she could feel his cock jump inside of her. Oh he was certainly not joking about not having this for years. She smiled at him as he looked down at where he was in her, then up at her face. She thought he'd instantly start pounding, but as he gripped the insides of her knees with his hands, he pulled back slowly, only pulling about halfway out, before gently sinking into her again, starting a slow, deep pace as he visibly enjoyed her, a smile crossing his face as he flushed.

"You're so soft... so warm..." he huffed softly, looking to her face as she smiled back at him. She gave ever so soft hooting purrs of pleasure and his pace made her breasts and belly bounce ever so softly. He soon had to shift his position, laying on top of her and hugging her, his head only reaching to her bust, but both of them rather liked it. Soren hugged him in return, slightly squishing his head in her bosom as she used one hand to gently pet and brush his feathers as he rocked his hips. He certainly felt a bit bigger than he looked, and he was most certainly hard as a rock, giving a pleasing depth and an enjoyable fullness.

"Atta boy... let me have it." she huffed softly. Most of her partners liked the faster style of sex. Of course, it was common for quickies to exactly be the fast type of encounter, so it wasn't common she'd be apart of a slow session, and her body was taking quite a bit of pleasure in it as she soon felt that lovely tingling in her core, tightening up before she shivered under him, letting out a stuttering hooting as her insides squeezed on him, gently flowing more warmth around his delightful intrusion. This was not a crashing orgasm, but a deeper, softer climax that made her entire body feel warm as she smiled at him. He smiled at her in return and gently raised his pace, his sack growing tighter and tighter as his stomach rippled.

"C-close!" he said mid huff. Soren's reply was to smile before she wrapped her thick legs around his hips, encouraging him to hardly pull out as he made short, firm thrusts. He squeezed her tighter before he shuddered, his shaft swelling slightly before it began kicking and throbbing as deeply into her as he could reach, splattering out thick warm rope after rope with each pulse. Soren blinked at how productive Patrick apparently was, giving her quite the warm, gooey sensation inside of her. She continued to squeeze him to her while she pet his head, even after the spilling stopped and his throbbing died down, Patrick huffing softly.

"Wow, you really needed that, didn't you?" she said, still petting him.

"Been well over ten years since I had a girlfriend... yeah, I've really been needing that." he said with a chuckle.

The two remained together for a few more minutes until Patrick softened enough to slip out of her naturally, at which point she let him go and a rather impressive mess leaked back out of her. Since she intended on heading right home, she grabbed her already dirty panties and slipped them on before putting on the rest of her clothes. Patrick did the same, slipping on his clothing before holding his hat in his hand.

"Soren... thank you." he said, somewhat bashful as lowered his eyes. "I haven't had someone do something nice like that for me in a long time." he looked up at her and smiled properly.

"I'm glad I could help you. You're a lot stronger than you think. I think you could have a real cop job instead of just staying at the mall." she said, rubbing her chin. "Maybe like some Park watcher or a neighborhood watch officer?" she suggested. Patrick grinned and nodded.

"Yeah, I like the sound of that. I'm tired of being locked in this room, I want to be out there making people feel safe, even if all I can do is radio in backup." he said, fitting his hat on and smiling, his appearance returning to that threatening one from before with his eyes glinting, but Soren just smiled back.

The walk to the doors didn't take long, though Soren paused and turned to him.

"Be sure to look at that info I gave you earlier. That way you can feel free to stop by my place on a day off." she said, giving him a wink. His glinting eyes widened in surprise but he smiled and nodded happily.

"Yes Ma'am! You have a splendid day." he said, tipping his hat, showing his face for a moment before he put it back on.

Soren's trip home was both pleasing yet mildly uncomfortable as she felt his mess sloshing in her. He was quite the energetic one, and really friendly too. She knew she'd have to tell her friends about him.

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