The Lust of a Billionaire CEO

TNCM S2

"How's it?" Ask Jackson briefly.

"Everything is normal and fine, sir. Only maybe Miss will often feel pain in both of her breasts. For that matter, I will teach Master how to massage him. Is Mister ready?"

"W-what!?" Sentak Nata shocked.

"Of course, of course I'm willing," Jackson replied enthusiastically.

"Ta-tapi—"

"Alright, Honey. Take it easy, I'm an expert on massage massage. Not only up, down I'm also an expert. You don't have to doubt me," cut Jackson quickly.

"But I ... Doctor Dera, teach me yourself. I can do it on my own, but I'm just massaging this part anyway, right?" dena Nata who agrees if Jackson is massaging her breasts*dnya.

"It's okay, Miss. It's better that Mr. Jackson does it, it's good for Miss, Karana can have a good effect. With Mr. Jackson massaging her, Miss will feel more relaxed" explained dr. Dera made Nata's face turn pale and looked resigned.

"What relaxes? Wouldn't that make me even more depressed" Nata said in his heart.

"Good, Dera." Jackson's mind winked one eye and was met with a thumbs up secretly by dr. Whipping.

"Bonus awaits!" inner Dr. Dera screams happily.

"Tuh, Honey. Just follow what dr says. Dera, he's a great Doctor, it can't be wrong" Jackson approached and sat on the right side of the bed.

"Come Doctor Dera, teach me how to massage the right and right?" Jackson took off the buttons of the shirt in his hand, rolling up the sleeves slowly until the muscles of his hands were burly.

"All right, sir," dr. Dera sat on the left side of the bed.

"Sorry, Miss. I open the blanket first," continued dr. Dera asked permission first.

"A ... Anu, Doctor ... Anu ..." stuttering Nata.

"Yes, Honey. We'll Anu later tonight. Now we find a solution to your pain first, yeah." Jackson helped dr. Dera put away the blanket that wrapped around the Nata— mound until it lay helplessly on the floor. Throwing a blanket seems to be a specialty of Jackson Baldev.

Although every day he saw his wife's challenging mounds, still the junior was still not used to it. Obviously he kept on revolting when he saw that chewy thing.

"How's it going, Dera?" Ask Jackson was ready to be born and inner.

"Look, Tu—"

"Tu ... Wait up!" sergeant Nata.

"What's up, honey?"

"That's ... Cover my face, "pinta Nata closed his eyes to minimize embarrassment.

"Alright, if it makes you feel safe and comfortable," said Jackson took Nata's rather transparent clothes so that his wife was still free to breathe.

"Can we start, miss?" Ask dr. Whipping.

"I-yes, do it slowly," pinta Nata whose face has been covered. Seeing that the two jailers could only hold back a laugh.

"Let's start, Dera!" Jackson's word is impatient. However, touching, touching, including massaging is the part he likes to do to his ideal body.

"Look, Sir. We wash it with olive oil first," explained Dr. Dera began the massage step.

Jackson poured a few drops of olive oil on his right wife's mound. He did exactly as dr. Dera do.

"next?"

"Then, start gently massaging with a circular pattern. Just slow down, sir. No need to use energy," explained dr. Whipping.

"Lookin?"

"Yes, Sir. Rotate from outside pay*dara to inside. Good, do it twice, then move again to the left. That's how it goes, massage in turn."

"How long?"

"Until you are satisfied" whispered dr. Dera carved a meaningful smile on Jackson's sensual lips.

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How Arya is not focused towards the challenging parts of Anna's body, she is just a normal man trapped in a situation that allows him to awaken his passion.

Moreover, Arya was secretly admiring the figure of her secretary who was smart, capable, smart, attentive, sometimes a little spoiled though not too obvious, making her gradually fall in the charm of Anna charming.

"Ehem," Anna cleared her throat as she managed to climb onto the bed as the Boss beside her was still focusing on her twin mountain which was now becoming more and more visible.

Arya immediately turned her gaze in the other direction and they both prepared to sleep.

Both of them could not close their eyes.

"Sir," call Anna.

"Yes," said Arya quickly.

"I thought you were asleep, hehe," Anna laughed softly.

"Not yet. I don't know why I'm so sleepy" and my little sister is also now unable to sleep. "Why aren't you sleeping?" ask Arya back.

"I can't sleep either, sir."

The momentary silent atmosphere.

"Sir,"

"An,"

They both call each other.

"Hahaha," a crisp laugh came out of the two.

Now they both look at each other.

"What are you talking about, An?"

"What did you want to say?" ask Anna who turned the question around.

"I just want to ask if at this hour you usually say if you can't sleep?"

Anna seemed to be thinking, "I never thought so, sir. This is the first time. Maybe the effect of sleeping in bed the same as the opposite sex."

"Aren't you comfortable with my presence?" arya asked in an unpleasant tone and also implied bitterly disappointed because Anna was not comfortable being close to him.

Anna instantly sidelined her body with a panicked movement. "No, Sir. I don't feel like it." The ring is strong.

Arya leaned aside and faced Anna.

"If that's not the reason, then what is it?"

"I have long lost the figure of a father, sir, from a small age, so I feel the presence of the Father beside me as a substitute for the figure of the father. That's what you know, sir," explained Anna who instead made Arya's heart ache because she was only considered as a father figure.

"Why am I disappointed?" inner Aryan.

"I want to be like another girl who can confide in her father when they are young. That's why I couldn't uh rather not want to sleep because I want to experience the same experience."

"Yes, if that's what you consider me as your father." resigned Arya although in the heart of crying bitterly only considered father.

"Thank you, sir," pleased Anna who reflexively hugged the grown man.

Serrr ....

Arya was increasingly flared up her ga*ra when the chewy and soft limbs of Anna's very real and felt attached to her body.

His little sister who had been trying to sleep now even more fussy want to be vaporized all the restrained desires.

"Eh, I'm sorry, sir," said Anna, who realized she had crossed the line.

Arya did not answer and when Anna wanted to keep her body away, the man's hand blocked Anna's arm from getting away from her immediately.

The two looked at each other very deeply and because it had been carried away the atmosphere of Arya's face began to approach Anna's face which was only a few tens of centi from her position.

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