You've got money to burn, so you head to the mall. Looking around for something to buy, you spot two bimbos walking and chatting idly. The shorter one spots you and whispers something to the taller blonde, who sneers as they both turn their nose up at you. You figure that you've just found something to spend your money on.

Mall Meat Giana grunts in acknowledgement but doesn't bother glancing in your direction. Mall Meat Bethany sneers as well, though she does at least look you over before rolling her eyes. "We're doing fine," she says dismissively. "What do you want?"

"We were just talking about how we wish people would stop bothering us," Giana says, shooting a look at you over her shoulder. "Seems like everyone thinks they can buy their way into our good graces."

She adjusts the strap of her designer purse. "Maybe if you're willing to pay enough..." Her voice trails off, leaving it up to your interpretation.

Giana and Bethany exchange another glance before Bethany shrugs. "I don't see why not," she says with a flippant shrug of her shoulders. "How much did you have in mind?"

Giana smirks, crossing her arms beneath her chest. "It's not about the money, sugar. It's about who we choose to spend our time with." She pauses for dramatic effect before adding, "We could use a break from all these idiots around here."

Giana's eyes widen at the mention of a million dollars, and she quickly reconsiders her previous indifference. "Well..." She glances over at Bethany, who nods eagerly in agreement. "I guess we could find something better to do with our time," Giana says slowly, reluctantly giving you her attention.

Bethany beams up at you. "Yeah, we'd love to show you around!" she chirps excitedly. "Just lead the way, sugar."

As you approach your Lamborghini, Giana's eyes widen even further at the sight of it. "Nice wheels," she murmurs, running her hand over the sleek exterior. Bethany giggles excitedly, bouncing up and down on her heels as she climbs into the passenger seat.

"So," Giana says once they're settled inside, "what do you have in mind?" Her voice has lost some of its earlier snootiness;

Giana looks at Bethany before turning back to you. "Sure," she says with a shrug, slipping into the driver's seat. "Where do you feel like going?"

Bethany leans forward between the seats, her hand resting possessively on Giana's shoulder as if to remind everyone who's driving. "We can go anywhere you want, sugar," she purrs suggestively.

Giana sits up a little straighter in her seat, her hands gripping the wheel possessively. "It's not bad," she allows with a noncommittal shrug. Bethany, on the other hand, is practically bouncing in her seat with excitement.

"I love it!" she squeals. "This car goes so fast! Can we go even faster?" She glances over at Giana, who rolls her eyes but doesn't object.

Giana glances over at you, her expression softening slightly. "I'm sure we can find something to appreciate," she says with a smirk. "We wouldn't want you to feel like you're not getting your money's worth." Bethany giggles in agreement, leaning closer to Giana and pressing her body against hers suggestively.

Giana's eyes gleam at the mention of money, and she looks over at you with a newfound interest. "Oh?" She pauses for dramatic effect, glancing back at Bethany before returning her attention to you. "What do you have in mind?"

Bethany leans forward eagerly, practically vibrating with anticipation. "Yeah," she breathes, "tell us what we'd have to do..."

"A lot, huh?" Giana murmurs, her voice softening as she studies your features. "I think we can manage that." She glances over at Bethany again before looking back at you, a sultry smile curving her lips. "What do you say, sugar? Want to see what we've got?"

Bethany nods eagerly, her hands already beginning to undo the buttons of her blouse. "Oh yeah," she breathes, "you're gonna love this..."

As you watch Giana and Bethany begin to strip for you, your heart races in anticipation. They are both stunningly beautiful women, their bodies perfect in every way. You can't help but wonder how they would react if you were to touch them... if you were to take what they're offering.

Giana tosses her blouse aside, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contains her ample breasts. She leans back in the seat, propping one leg up on the center console as she watches you intently.

Bethany wriggles out of her jeans and panties, revealing a pair of lacy red boyshorts that match her bra and thong. She squirms closer to Giana, pressing their bodies together as she arches her back, offering herself up to you.

Gently, you reach out and touch Giana's bare thigh, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath your fingers. She shivers slightly at your touch, closing her eyes and tilting her head back in pleasure. "Oh," she moans softly, "

"We could do anything you want," Bethany whispers, her voice husky with desire. "We're very good at pleasing men." She grinds against Giana, her hips moving in a sensual rhythm that drives both of them wild. Giana opens her eyes and meets your gaze, her expression filled with need.

"We could suck you off," she says, licking her lips suggestively. "Or we could fuck each other right here, while you watch."

Both women look at you in surprise for a moment before they begin to laugh. Giana unclasps her bra and tosses it aside, revealing her perfect breasts to the cool night air. Bethany joins her, letting her bra fall to the seat beside them as well. Their nipples are already hard from arousal, and you can't help but reach out and touch one of Giana's. She arches into your hand, moaning softly as she feels your touch.

"And fuck each other?"

Their eyes meet, and for a moment you think they might hesitate. But then Giana leans forward and captures Bethany's lips in a passionate kiss. At the same time, she reaches down between her legs, touching herself as she moans into Bethany's mouth. Bethany responds eagerly, her hands running through Giana's hair as she explores her body with hungry fingers.

Without breaking their kiss, Giana slides over to the other side of the seat, straddling Bethany's lap.

"Oh yeah," Bethany gasps between moans as she feels Giana grind against her. "I will." She leans forward, positioning your erection at the entrance of her mouth. With a practiced movement, she takes you deep into her throat, bobbing her head up and down as she sucks you off.

Meanwhile, Giana continues to grind against Bethany, their bodies slapping together in time with Bethany's movements on your cock.

Bethany glances up at you as she works her mouth around your shaft, her cheeks hollowing with each thrust. "It's Bethany," she pants, looking back down at your cock before taking it even deeper into her throat. "And this is Giana." She motions to where Giana is straddling her, their bodies moving together in a heated rhythm.

Giana moans loudly as Bethany's movements send shockwaves of pleasure through her own body.