As you lift her onto the counter and begin to tear at her clothes, Clara lets out a needy moan that echoes through the shop. Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels your touch, and her breasts spill free from her bra, heavy and aching for your attention. She arches into you, grinding against your hardness as she tries to relieve some of the building pressure.

Her breath catches as you slide your hardness inside her, filling her up and claiming her completely. She gasps, arching her back in ecstasy as she feels you stretch her tightly. Her fingers dig into the counter, nails biting into the wood as she tries to keep herself grounded in this moment. With every thrust of your hips, she meets you eagerly, moaning his name as their bodies move together in perfect rhythm.

Her climax builds swiftly, threatening to consume her entirely.

"Oh yes," Clara gasps as you feel her tight folds engulf you once more. "Tonight is all about me." She leans forward, resting her weight on her hands as she begins to ride you slowly, her breasts swaying back and forth teasingly. Her hips move in a hypnotic pattern that drives both of you wild with desire.

As she picks up speed, her breath comes faster and her body tenses, signaling her impending climax.

"Oh yes," Clara purrs into your ear, her voice thick with desire. "You belong to me tonight." She leans forward further, her breasts brushing against your chest as she continues to ride you hard. Her orgasm builds within her, growing stronger and more insistent with every thrust of her hips.

Finally, she cries out your name and collapses forward onto your chest, her body trembling from the intensity of her release.