My Werewolf Lawyer Boss

In the dimly lit room, Yana pushed out her chest, crossed her arms behind her back, and undid the clasp of her bra. As her overly full breasts freed from their confinement, they bounced lightly. The narrow screen was immediately dominated by the woman's fair skin, and her disheveled golden hair covered her ample bosom.

The man, with deep eye sockets and a cold, stern gaze, simply squinted slightly as he held a cigarette in his mouth, showing no signs of shock or excitement.

She flipped her hair aside, revealing a portion of her breast, teasing the man's visual senses.

"Want to see more?" Yana sweetly asked the man on the screen, confident in the allure of her body, which had never failed her before.

The man only responded with a short "Hemm," seemingly not particularly aroused by her.

But she was confident she could conquer him. 

"To see more intimate parts, you need to pay, sweetie. Are you willing to be generous gentleman? I think you won't mind, will you?"

Immediately, a payment window popped up on his screen, ranging from a minimum of $100 to a maximum of $2000.

Without asking anything, the man simply topped up $2000. Yana smiled faintly, knowing he was yet another wealthy prey.

"What's your name?" 

This was the first question the man had asked voluntarily since the live stream began, unlike other lewd spectators who usually asked eagerly. This question seemed too mundane, as if it shouldn't appear in a pornographic live stream.

"Darling, I'm Cherry. Just call me Cherry." There was no doubt that this was a fake name.

"How old are you?" the man asked again.

"Don't worry, I'm of legal age. You can enjoy my body to your heart's content."

"I'm not interested in women over 26."

"Honey, I'm not even 26 yet."

"Are all of you broadcasters on this platform young?"

"Most of us are pretty young."

"Have you been streaming on this platform all along? Do you have any social media accounts? Let's chat on IG."

"No, I don't have any. I only stream on this platform."

"Honey, I'm a natural 70E, and I'm perfect at moaning. Do you want to hear?" Her coquettish voice could easily arouse men's desires and tempt them to pay to satisfy their cravings.

The man said, "Strip all" in a commanding tone.

She didn't think much about it; she just had to complete her task. He had already paid 2000, the price to see her entire body. So, she slowly lifted her hair.

Two large breasts squeezed into the man's screen, barely fitting into the narrow lens.

There was a small red mole above her left breast.

Her flawless fair skin, coupled with the tender pink nipples, became even more enticing, inviting to be fondled.

"How about it?" She gently swayed, creating a seductive wave of breasts. "Like what you see?"

The man on the other end didn't answer. Yana thought he might have been too stunned. Faced with such a pair of fair and plump breasts, which man wouldn't instantly get aroused?

"Are they pretty? Want to give them a squeeze?" She seductively teased.

But after a while, she didn't get a response. It seemed like she had encountered a very reserved man who pretended to be a gentleman but was actually dying to fuck her.

With her delicate hands, she grasped her full breasts on both sides, pushing them together, creating an enticing cleavage.

In the lens, the two massive breasts came together, a white fertile expanse, extremely stimulating to the eyeballs.

"Do you want to play with me like this?" Yana moaned softly, molding the soft flesh into various shameful shapes, her fair slender fingers gripping the hardened nipples. She murmured softly to make the performance more real and emotional.

Yana thought he would regret not taking advantage of this opportunity. After all, her seductive moans were an added bonus for him, right?

"Are your hands big enough to grab all my boobs with one hand?"

"I really want you to grab my boobs hard while you penetrate my pussy..."

"Ah... I'm so wet down there... Do you want to touch it?"

"Enough, stand up, I want to see you somewhere else." The man's response was always so brief, making her feel less like she was having a naked chat and more like she was following orders. But she didn't mind. As long as she completed the task, the customer was like a god; whatever he requested was fine.

On the screen, she pushed back her chair and turned around, her fair and perky buttocks, with waist dimples, looked particularly sexy. Her crotch was tightly wrapped in black lace panties.

She gently slapped her buttocks, making them sway, and then spread them apart, the lace covering her asshole, creating an incredibly seductive image.

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, then exhaled heavily. The smoke clouded the erotic scene on the screen, giving it a strangely aesthetic feeling.

"Not just your butt, I want to see your whole body."

So she didn't rush to take off her black lace panties, but instead stepped back until everything below her collarbones was in view. Her body was full but not exaggerated, her limbs slender but her chest and buttocks unusually full. Her figure was exquisite, suggesting she probably worked out regularly. Her flat stomach had faint muscle definition, with no traces of artificial enhancement. And since she didn't want to share her social media accounts for promotion, she probably wasn't a porn star.

"Show me your face." The man's deep voice commanded.