"Well," she started slowly. "For as long as I could remember I've always wanted to be somebody. Ya know? Like famous or something. I want heads to turn when I walk into a room. I want people to whisper and point when they see me and say 'that's her.'" Lana's huge brown eyes sparkled with hope and excitement, causing Max to feel the same stir in his trousers that he felt the night before. He'd watched Lana's show from a secret live feed in the comfort of his private home study, and had instantly fallen for her. He'd noticed her before, in the hallways of his company as she completed her tasks, day after day. Her delicious curves, her round ass and buxom breasts were just the beginning.
Last night he watched in awe as she created this fantasy world in which only the both of them existed. It was so real, in fact, that he found himself jerking off to the sight of her gyrations with her incredible fleshy body. Her flirtatious spirit had roped him in and there was no way he was going to give her up.
