I've had a lot of fantasies about LSG, but the excellent heft of her set in this thin, blue top always triggers the same one. Won't you join me?
NEW YEAR FANTASY - Study these pictures, then imagine that Laura/Maya walks away, obviously upset over something, and you follow into her office, shutting the door behind you. You come up behind her and carefully place your hands on her shoulders to start a gentle massage. She tenses at first, but quickly loosens up and whispers, "thanks." You tell her to just relax and let you handle things. After a minute or two of massaging her shoulders you slide your hands beneath her brown jacket, slip it down and toss it aside. Then you move in more snugly behind her and slowly glide your hands up between her arms and her torso until your arms have encircled her and your fingertips are gently touching the undersides of her splendid boobs. You tease them with soft, circular motions, you can feel her nipples harden right through her bra and thin sweater, she cranes her head back against you and sighs, you move into her even tighter and tell her you've been dying to do this for years. She laughs and suddenly your fingers stop moving and your hands take a firm grip on her jugs and you squeeze! She lets out something between a squeal and a moan of pleasure, you ripple your fingers like you're kneading dough, then you grip her tit-meat hard and her hands fly up, you think she wants to pull your fingers away, but instead she covers your own hands to force you to squeeze and mold her sweater-bombs even tighter. Eventually one of your hands gets free of hers and snakes up beneath her sweater, then the other does the same and you manage to undo the clasp on her bra... (Sorry, but you'll have to finish it on your own. Something important just came up.)