Let's test the goods

You move onto the bed and straddle her knees. Looking down at her is exhilarating. Lana glares up at you, before you feel her tense up, getting ready to attack. You know she knows Krav Maga, at least. And with those monster hands? Yikes.

"Stay still, but let me move you." You tell her. Her jaw tenses as she realises that her body has stopped. You take her hands and put them above her head, as though she were handcuffed at.the top.

You start with her breasts. Say what you will, but even the knockoff is hot as hell. The top of her breasts are fully exposed. Your left hands strokes over the top of her smooth skin, and your right hand cups her left breast.

"Holy shit these are amazing. What size are these?" You ask in awe.

"36C" she answered immediately before scowling again. "Okay, why the hell am I answering you? Why can't I move?" She interrogates.