ISABELLA

Leonardo was laying on the bed in the spacious bedroom inside the mansion, his eyes fixed indifferently at the interior decor of the white ceiling above him. He was irritated by the constant images of Isabella running through his mind, which kept his cock in a semi-hard position. He kept picturing how Isabella had stripped in front of him in his office yesterday. He couldn’t stop thinking about Isabella. He could still clearly recall how seductive she appeared to be when she took off her top and revealed her enormous, fleshy, round breast that was concealed in her black bra.