Beauty Reigns Over My Heart

Norton Byrne was fifty-six years old this year, but he was still single. He had planned to start a family after starting a business, but it turned out that he had neither talent nor luck when it came to doing business. His so-called business partner had ripped him off, leaving him with almost nothing. In the end, he had no choice but to set up a small stall on the roadside and pretended to be a psychic.

He had never dreamed that one day, he would be able to lie on a superstar's legs and read her palm.

Harley Evans, the most famous actress in the country, had appeared in several hit TV shows. She was only twenty-six years old, but she was considered a goddess in the hearts of countless men.

She had acted as a fairy in a lot of fantasy shows, where she looked ethereal and otherworldly in her beautiful dresses. But today, she was wearing a short and simple floral dress, like a sweet little girl next door.

Her fair and slender legs were covered by a thin layer of silk stockings. Her delicate face and her pair of watery eyes could melt any man's heart.

As for how Norton had gotten the opportunity of laying his hands on this beauty, it was a long story.

Several days ago, something very odd had happened in Harley's house.

Afraid that the incident would be leaked to the media, she had secretly found Norton at his small roadside stall, hoping that he could help her solve the problem at home.

At this moment, Norton couldn't think about anything other than Harley's luscious breasts, which were looming in front of his eyes. He could only image how it would feel to knead those ample breasts with his own hands.

Feeling a little uncomfortable under his lustful gaze, Harley twisted her body away and helped Norton up from the chair, drawing him back to earth from his perverted fantasy.

"Miss Evans, don't worry. I'll solve the problem for you," Norton assured with a smile, revealing his yellow teeth.

"Thank you, Mr. Byrne."

Hearing Harley's sweet and coquettish voice, Norton felt that his cock was in danger of jumping loose without even being touched.

He swallowed hard and pressed down at his crotch before picking up a compass and wandering around Harley's villa.

Although he wasn't a real psychic, he paused every now and then and clucked his tongue as if he sensed something evil in the room. Finally, he turned back to Harley and shook his head. "Miss Evans, the spirit in your house is very fierce."

Harley's delicate face turned pale with fear. Her breasts swayed under the dress as she walked over to him. "Mr. Byrne, can you sense it?"

"First, tell me, what happened to you?" Norton asked.

Licking her lips nervously, Harley answered, "Well, every night, I go to bed alone but I feel as though someone is touching my body, and..."

As she spoke, her voice kept getting lower and lower, and her pretty face flushed red. Glancing at Norton, she continued in a soft voice, "And every morning when I wake up, I find that my panties are gone, as if someone takes them off while I'm asleep."

Harley found it embarrassing to even say those words out loud. She couldn't believe that she had to tell a stranger about these things, but she had no other choice if she wanted to solve the problem.

Norton swallowed hard and resisted the urge to rip off Harley's panties. Trying hard to maintain a serious look on his face, he said, "It seems that you are being harassed by a lecher ghost."

"A lecher ghost?"

Looking at the bathroom on the second floor, Norton explained, "Generally speaking, lecher ghosts like to hide in the bathroom and peep at women while they're taking a shower. I'll go upstairs to see if he is there."

Without any delay, he walked up the stairs to the second floor.

It took Harley a moment to remember that her old pair of panties was still in the bathroom, but it was too late to stop Norton.

When Norton pushed the bathroom door open, the first thing he saw was a pair of pink lace panties lying on the wash basin.

The bathroom was filled with the intoxicating scent of refreshing shower gel. As soon as he saw the panties, Norton's eyes lit up, and the pace of his breathing quickened.

He couldn't believe that he was staring at his goddess's panties, which had touched her sexy buttocks. He would pay with his life to get the chance to just lick those panties once.

Norton couldn't suppress his desire any longer. He picked up Harley's dirty panties and brought the inside part close to his nose.

There was a trace of glittering and translucent mucus on the panties. Although it had dried up, it still emitted the unique smell of a woman's discharge.

Holding the panties near the tip of his nose, Norton inhaled deeply. The faint smell of urine and Harley's natural scent thrilled him.

His eyelids drooped shut as he imagined Harley wriggling in front of him while wearing nothing but her panties. Heat rushed to his crotch as the image of her slender legs and luscious ass came to his mind. At that moment, he couldn't help sticking his tongue out.

When his tongue touched the cloth of the panties, the dried up liquid was soaked with his saliva. The delicious taste of the sticky liquid left him breathless. He felt as if a flash of electric current had spread from his tongue to his whole body. In his pants, the long "spear" at his crotch strained to stretch upwards.

Just as Norton began to greedily lick up the lingering fluid on the panties, he heard Harley's voice come from behind. "Mr. Byrne, is that lecher ghost inside?"

"I was talking to him just now, but your voice scared him away," Norton lied, hurriedly throwing the panties back into the wash basin.

"Where did he go?" Harley asked, covering her mouth in fear.

At the same time, the enormous bulge at the crotch of Norton's pants caught her eye.

Somehow, a warm current surged through her body.

Although Harley was a superstar, she was still a normal woman.

In order to portray herself as a sweet and innocent fairy, she had always restrained her desires.

But at night, when she was alone at home and there was no one around to see her, she would often use her hands to satisfy herself.

Now, looking at the prominent bulge of Norton's hard-on right in front of her eyes, Harley felt her body burning with desire.

But when she raised her head and saw his wrinkled face and yellow teeth, her lust was completely extinguished.

No matter how horny she was, she couldn't allow herself to sleep with this disheveled man who was her father's age.

Harley blushed and looked away in a hurry.

Realizing that she had noticed his hard-on, Norton tilted his body sideways to hide it. Then, he smiled as if nothing had happened and said, "Miss Evans, I'll go and look around the rest of your house."

Harley nodded. Remembering that her panties were still in the wash basin, she hurried forward despite the fact that Norton was still in the bathroom.

The doorway of the bathroom was very narrow, and Harley was trying to enter the bathroom at the same time that Norton was about to leave.

Although the two of them moved sideways to give each other space, they inevitably made physical contact. Harley's ample breasts were pressed against the door frame, while Norton's hard cock was pressed against her ass.

It was at this moment that they realized they were stuck at the doorway of the bathroom. Such intimate contact made Norton's cock as hard as steel. Through the thin fabric, he could feel the wide crest of his cock nestling against something warm and soft.

Norton's crotch was pressed against the tender, juicy flesh of Harley's ass. When he involuntarily pressed harder, the tender flesh sank slightly, as if inviting him in. Harley's ass was so plump that in the end, his cock was tightly clamped in between her buttocks.

The strong pressure wrapped around his cock made Norton feel as if he was in heaven, and he couldn't help but let out a groan of pleasure.

The situation was beyond anything Harley could imagine. Her large breasts were pressed so tightly against the door frame that they were bent out of shape, while Norton's impressive cock was wedged against her ass. She felt both embarrassed and angry, but she couldn't say it out loud.

She had never been this intimate with even the male stars that she acted with before, but now, she was in such a situation with an unfamiliar old man. She could feel Norton's lustful gaze piercing into her skin.

Somehow, her limbs went weak.

In order to get out of this embarrassing situation as soon as possible, Harley tried her best to squeeze her way into the bathroom, but to no avail.

What Harley didn't anticipate was that when she moved, Norton would almost faint with pleasure. As she twisted her body, the bouncy flesh of her ass kept rubbing against the crest of his cock. It felt like his hard dick was squeezing into a wet and tight vagina. An electric current seemed to surge through Norton's whole body.

"Mr. Byrne, do something!"

Harley shouted anxiously. Her voice yanked Norton out of his reverie.

Coming back to his senses, Norton deliberately leaned forward and said anxiously, "Miss Evans, don't worry. Just take a step back, then you'll be able to get out."

The thought of taking a step back and inevitably pressing her ass harder against Norton's crotch made Harley blush.

But there seemed to be no other way, so she stepped back slowly, with her heart thumping in her chest. With every small movement, she could feel his cock driving deeper into the valley of her flesh.

Her heart beat faster and faster, and bursts of pleasure swept over her.

Her limbs went completely numb as a turbulent current surged through her body. She could feel moisture flooding her nether region.

She couldn't help but moan, "Mr. Byrne, it won't work. I can barely move."

"Let me help you then."

As soon as Norton finished his words, he reached out and held Harley's slender waist with his rough hands.

The cloth of her dress was so thin that he could feel the heat of her skin. His blood was raging, and his cock was throbbing so hard that it began to bob up and down.

They were stuck in this intimate position with their bodies pressed tightly together.

Holding Harley's waist tight, Norton pulled her back hard. In one swift movement, he buried his cock deep between her buttocks.

"Miss Evans, are you feeling better now?"

"No, I'm still stuck..."

Harley's words came out in a jumbled moan, and she could barely speak. Her mind was in a mess after she felt Norton roll his hips against her. A heat spread through her whole body, and her panties were drenched.

"Then I'll push harder!"

After saying that, Norton moved immediately. Digging his fingers into Harley's waist, he held her with all his strength and pushed his crotch forward.

He couldn't help but cry out as a strong pleasure swept over his body. Meanwhile, Harley was startled by the amount of force he used.

But at the same time, she was irresistibly turned on, causing her face to turn cherry red.

She was finding it more and more difficult to contain her desire. It was as if the old man behind her knew a magic trick that she wanted him to perform over and over again. Her body trembled involuntarily, and her vagina was wet and slick with moisture. It was a state of being that she had never experienced before. Her limbs were so weak that she dropped to her knees and lay down in the bathroom.

Her movements were so quick that her dress flew up, revealing her black lace panties while she lay on the floor.

Norton's eyes widened in disbelief. So far, he had only seen this gorgeous woman on TV, but now, she was right in front of his eyes. And what was more, she was close enough for him to touch.

Harley's legs were long and slender, and her moist panties were clinging to her plump ass.

Norton's eyes wandered lower, taking in the tiny black pubes on her white and tender skin that were exposed on either side of the panties. It seemed that Harley had only recently shaved her pussy.

The tender flesh that Norton had rubbed his cock against just now was outlined clearly by her wet panties.