The bell above the door jingles, announcing Littleangel84's arrival. She's here on a mission, and it's not to shop. Hades Prod, behind the counter, watches warily as she approaches, her hips swaying seductively. "Close the shop," she commands, her voice low and sultry. "I want you to fuck me raw, right here." Hades swallows hard, his cock already twitching in anticipation. He locks the door, turning to face her, ready to give her exactly what she demands.