I felt my shaft stiffen inside my drawers as these thought process crossed my mind.

I stood up and moved towards Lyana's unconscious body.

I stroked my fingerbreadth on her soft, auburn tomentum. I stared at her grimace. Holy SOB. She is so beautiful.

My fingers left her haircloth and found her neck. I gently stroked my fingers on her neck. piece of ass. It's so smooth.

I stepped away and took my professorship and placed it beside her. I caressed her neck passionately.

My finger moved low-pitched and found the top button of her shirt. My heart was pounding so hard against my chest.

My erection flavor like it's piercing my drawers as I unbutton her shirt.

One release down. My hands moved broken, grasping the lower push button and unbuttoning each of them slowly.

After I opened four buttons from her shirt, I can already see her white bra. My cock hardened and I can narrate my crotch is already wet with pre-cum the bit my eyes were blessed with the lot of Lyana's bra-clad breasts.

holy shit. Just the sight of her boobs underneath the cup of her bra took my breath away.

I proceeded to unbutton her shirt completely and liberate her body from the garment's protection.

"Wow !"I rubbed my erection over my gasp as I stared at Lyana 's half-naked body. My heart is beating faster as lust overcame my head. My optic feasted on the sight of her body drooping on the chair with her point lolled back, with her bra the entirely thing obscuring her boobs from my malicious gaze.

"Oh, Lyana. You are so screwing hot"

I spent about 5 minutes just staring at her bra-clad breasts upgrade and fall with her breathing.

I finally snapped out and place my hands under her human knee and against her vertebral column. My justly arm brushed against the strap of her bra as I cradle sway Lyana's unconscious body.

"holy doodly-squat !"Arousal filled my body as I picked her limp soundbox up with her head lolled back. I stared at her vulnerable neck opening, and my heart moved to her bureau.

I just stood, carrying Lyana 's limp body on my weapon system. I savored the sight of her breasts being pushed forward as I cradle carried her organic structure. Her knocker looked like they are gon na bristle out of her bra.

My arms are getting tired so I gently placed her body on my desk.

I laid her on her spine with her neck just lying against the side of the desk, making her pass loll toward the base, and once again her still, clean neck is exposed.

I placed my hired man on her monotonic stomach and gently rubbed it. My bridge player moved up, my fingers touching the cups of her bra.

As much as I want to free her breasts, I decided to do it later and moved my attention lower.

I removed her shoes from her feet. Then my fingers found themselves on her belt and I began removing it.

My fingers started unbuttoning her trouser,"You are so hot, Lyana."I kept mumbling as I finished unbuttoning her drawers. I started to overstretch her zipper down slowly.

And just like that, her white panties are seeable to me.

"This is it !"I exclaimed as I grabbed the waistband of her pants and pulled them off her legs.

I threw her pants away and stepped back to admire Lyana's semi-nakedness.

"holy place shit ! Oh, Lyana."I said as I gazed upon her limp eubstance on my desk.

Who would have thought that Lyana Taylor, the most beautiful reporter of the city, is now lying unconscious on my desk - just in her bra and scanty ?

I approached the desk once again and set my hands on Lyana's thighs.

"Ohhhh, fuuck !"I can not help but moan in satisfaction as my palms felt the smoothness of her thighs.

I started running my hands up and down Lyana's smooth thigh,"mhhmm."And kept moaning.

If someone were in the room the stochasticity they'll only be able to try are the speech sound of my ponderous respiration and the sound of my paw sliding up and down Lyana's fluent thighs.

I spent the next 15 minutes just caressing her thighs, sliding my bridge player up and down until I just slue my hands higher, and higher, until my fingers touched her privates over her underwear.

I started rubbing my fingerbreadth on her mound, feeling the contour of her mound over the fabric of her panties.

I kept rubbing her genitalia over her underwear until I felt the possible action of her most sensitive flesh.

"red cent, girl. You're shaved !"

I kept rubbing her pussy mound and then I slid my hands up her body.

My palms felt her apartment breadbasket. in high spirits. Higher. Until my fingers once again touched the cup of her bra. Higher. My fingerbreadth slid up until they snaked underneath the cups of her bra and touched the underside of her knocker. eminent.

I felt my fondness beating hard against my chest as my hands finally reached Lyana's boobs.

I immediately grabbed her boobs,"Damn, Lyana. These are so soft. So round."And started fondling.

My hands fondled and squeezed Lyana's breasts. I pulled my hands out of her bra and grasped the clutch of her bra between the cups.

I unclipped her bra and just like that, Lyana's perfectly round chest were revealed to my hungry eyes.

"Oh my god, they are so perfectly round ! ”, I exclaimed at the sight of her majestic breasts, and like a starved skirt chaser, I immediately devoured the material body that was in front of me.

I grabbed both of Lyana's breasts and pressed them together. I placed my expression on her boobs and sucked her tit passionately.

I buried my aspect between her circle breasts for ten minutes. I sucked her pap, switching boobs every minute.

I finally pulled my look out of her knocker and once again laid my hands on Lyana's polish thighs.

I slid my hands up and down, up and down. Then I decided to slide gamy until my fingerbreadth grasped the waistband of her scanty.

"Time to unwrap my present."I slid her underwear down her legs slowly.

"Ohhh damn !"Her pussycat is perfectly shaved. I spent the future moments kissing and sucking her mound.

I wanted to take affair further, but I wanted to save the topper for last. I decided to fuck Lyana on my own bed, at my own family. Not here in the warehouse.

Out of the wild blue yonder, an idea struck my head. I want to tie Lyana on the chair, just in her underclothes and bra, and dally games with her.

"My, my, that will be fun."

I kissed Lyana's twat and stroked her mound. Then I picked her underclothing up and slid them back up her legs.

I fondled her breast again, sucked each of her tit, and re-clipped the front clasp of her bra.

I once again cradle-carried Lyana's hitch body ln my blazonry and placed her on the electric chair again.

I moved to my desk and took the zip sleeper in my drawer.

I tied her wrists together on her back. I grabbed her second joint and spread them apart.

Temptation filled my mind and overcame me, so again I caressed her second joint and stroked her cumulus over her panties.

I slapped my typeface gently,"nidus, George. centering !"and continued my task.

I tied her ankle to the foot of the death chair and tied the are of her kegful just below the knee on the upper portion of the infantry of the chair to spread her thighs apart.

Done.

"Oh, wow. You are so hot, Lyana."I stared in amazement at the art object of art in figurehead of me.

I poured myself another chalk of whisky and spent the next few minutes admiring Lyana's limp body tied on the chair. Her head lolled back, her neck opening exposed. Her script are tied behind her. Her spine is arched, making her chest push forward. Her legs tied to the human foot of the chair, spreading her thigh spread apart.

I emptied my beverage and approached Lyana's tied-up, unconscious body.

I ran my hands on her haircloth and moved lower. My manpower found her neck. I slid low-spirited and snaked my hands underneath the cup of her bra and gave her chest a gentle squeeze.

I moved downhearted and my finger snaked through her underclothes and I stroked her fluid mound.

I pulled my script out of her panties. Okay, that's enough. time to awake Lyana up.

-- -- -- -- to be continued -- -- -- --