Lina walked ahead of Yasser with fully deliberate steps, her tight black skirt clinging to her large rounded ass and riding up with every movement, revealing her thick, smooth thighs. The skirt was so short that the lower part of her ass cheeks was clearly visible, the soft flesh jiggling gently from side to side with each step, creating an irresistible, seductive rhythm. Her massive breasts bounced inside the tight white shirt, the dark nipples showing clearly through the fabric every time she leaned forward.
"Come on, Yasser, let's start with some nice t-shirts for you," Lina said in a soft voice, turning toward him with a wide smile. She reached out with her soft hand and took his again, gently pulling him toward the clothing rack.
Yasser followed behind her, his eyes fixed on her ass. Every step caused a slow sway of the soft cheeks, the skirt lifting slightly and revealing more. His heart pounded hard, and beneath his athletic shorts his cock hardened again with intensity.
Lina stopped in front of the rack and bent slightly to pick up a black t-shirt from the lower shelf. Her ass rose and pushed out even more, the skirt riding up until it revealed her thin black lace panties disappearing between her cheeks. Yasser stood directly behind her, his eyes never leaving the view. His right hand, which was free, slowly extended, and his fingers gently brushed against the right cheek of her ass.
"This t-shirt would suit you really well. Try it on…" Lina said, still bent over, her voice calm and professional.
Yasser's fingers pressed a little more firmly, the soft flesh sinking under them, warm and yielding. He slowly ran his fingers across the cheek, then slid them slightly toward the cleft between her cheeks. Lina didn't move away. Instead, she gave a faint smile as she picked out another t-shirt.
"And this blue one? It would really bring out your eyes," she said, bending even lower, her ass rising higher.
Yasser felt bolder. His fingers now caressed the other cheek, pressing gently, then slipping between them with extreme care, touching the thin panties. Lina let out a soft sigh but continued speaking as if nothing was happening.
"Try both together. They'll look amazing on you," she said in a slightly deeper voice, straightening up with two t-shirts and turning toward him.
Yasser quickly pulled his hand back, his face completely red. Lina looked at him with her sparkling brown eyes and gave a light, mischievous smile.
"What do you think? Do you like what I picked?" she asked, stepping closer to him, her heavy breasts nearly brushing against his chest.
"Yeah… they're really nice," Yasser replied in a broken voice, his eyes dropping once again to her ass.
Lina laughed softly, then bent down again in front of him to pick up a pair of jeans from the lower shelf. Her ass rose directly in front of his face, the skirt riding up enough to expose most of her cheeks. Yasser couldn't resist. He reached out again, his fingers now caressing the flesh with more freedom, squeezing the left cheek, then slowly sliding between them, touching the thin panties that were slightly damp.
"Mmm… these jeans are really comfortable," Lina whispered, her voice carrying a hint of arousal as she stayed in position.
Yasser grew even bolder, his fingers now circling the soft flesh, pressing and releasing, feeling the warmth and smoothness. Lina let out a long, quiet sigh, then slowly stood up, turned toward him, her face very close to his.
"Do you like touching… or do you just like looking?" she whispered hotly, staring straight into his eyes.
Yasser didn't answer, but his hand still hung in the air, his fingers still warm from her ass.
Lina gave him a wide smile and handed him the clothes. "Try them on in the fitting room. And if you need any help… just tell me."
On the other side of the store, Sophia was still talking with Ahmed, but she kept stealing quick glances toward her brother and Lina, a faint smile playing on her lips.
The atmosphere inside the store was gradually heating up, and the fingers were moving with far more freedom than anyone would expect on an ordinary shopping day.