Lauren in: Mischievous Magician's Presence Stirs, Awakens & Pushes the SpellStruck Secretary Stunner to Her Bemused Limits! 这条银色胶带紧紧地勒在她嘴上，撩人心弦，这位被重重捆绑、逐渐脱光衣服的美女扭动着身子，发出“嗯嗯嗯嗯嗯嗯嗯”的声音，丝毫没有抵抗束缚。我们兴奋地注意到，她扭动着臀部，大胸脯上下起伏——“嗯嗯嗯嗯嗯嗯嗯！！”——这没用，没人听见，也没人知道她现在身体不适……她应该把这漂亮的屁股留着上白班！这个变态的幽灵似乎只在下班后活动……

法扎克利先生拥有着美艳动人、身着紧身衣和令人垂涎欲滴的黑色透视丝袜的劳伦——她工作到很晚——很晚，而他却不断地对她施压。这家伙到底是怎么回事，总是来打探她的情况……？劳伦以自己勤奋的工作精神为荣，而且总是拼命工作（你肯定也会如此），但有时她想放松一下也是情有可原的。今晚，这一切对她来说将焕然一新……

那个让女孩迟到的坏大老板忘了说，据说这些办公室里闹鬼的是一个曾经的魔术师，名叫伊格内修斯·麦克马斯特，他总是热衷于炫耀他的，呃，绳索魔术，即使这种娱乐性的表演必须继续下去，也得从外面继续！

事实上，一些前任秘书已经吓得逃离了这里，但法扎克利不会容忍这种愚蠢的行为，所以劳伦对这里晚上奇怪的来来往往一无所知……但是，黑暗，确切地说，很快就会被驱散，一切都会变得清晰——嗯，某种程度上！

先是台灯自己闪了一下……接着是楼上空荡荡的储藏室里传来动静，然后绳子朝她袭来！仿佛被施了“情色魔法”，宝贝突然被绑住手脚，在旋转椅上不知所措。可爱的劳伦一开始慌了神，然后，更多的绳子神秘地绑在她柔软的身躯上，她开始更加扭动起来。毕竟，这玩意儿摸起来感觉真好，她发现自己渴望某种紧致的东西，塞进嘴里。仿佛被施了魔法，一块手帕被牢牢地、贴身地、甚至像劈开一样绑在她火热的嘴唇之间，这个调皮的家伙沉浸其中。真的沉浸其中，尤其是在那个多情的幽灵解开她的上衣，拉起她的短裙之后……哦，她知道接下来会发生什么，她被绑在座位上，痛苦地扭动着。然后，那卷充满灵异能量的磁带就朝她滚过来了！嗯……With that TIGHT band of silver tape intriguingly bound over her mouth, the heavily trussed up, progressively stripped beauty squirms and mmmmpppphhhhs, not altogether resisting her bondage, we should excitedly note, as she grinds her hips this way and that, heaving her big naked rack about - “MMMMMPPPHHHH!! MMMMMMMMMM!!” - it’s no use, nobody can hear her and nobody KNOWS she’s all supernaturally indisposed like this... She should have kept her shapely ass to doing day shifts! This kinky spook seems only to operate after hours…


Mr Fazakerley has dazzling beauty Lauren, in her form-fitting attire and mind-bendingly moreish black sheer stockings - working late – way late, and he just keeps piling it ON her. What is it with this guy, always checking in on her…? Lauren prides herself on her keen work effort and is always going hard (as will YOU be when you get into this one, for sure) but sometimes, she can be forgiven for wanting to unwind a little. Well, this evening, this will take on a whole new meaning for her…


What the big bad boss keeping the girl late has failed to mention is that these offices are allegedly haunted by a once fine magician named Ignatius MacMaster, always keen on showing off his, uh, rope tricks, even if this entertaining prctice must continue, from beyond!


Now, some of the previous secretaries have in fact fled this place in terror, but Fazakerley will not have any such silliness, and so Lauren is completely in the dark about the strange comings and goings at night here… But, the dark, quite literally, shall soon be vanquished and all shall become clear to her – well, sort of!


First, it’s a desk lamp that blinks on of its own accord… then it’s the sound of movement in the empty store room upstairs, then it is coming at her, with rope! As if by 'erotic magic' the babe is suddenly bound hand and foot, all confused, in her swivel chair. To begin with, Lovely Lauren is in a panic, and then, with more rope being mysteriously added to her supple body, she rolls with things a little more. After all, this stuff feels, well, good, and she finds herself yearning for something tight, in her mouth. As if by, well, magic, a handkerchief is now bound securely, snugly even, cleave-style, between her hot lips and the naughty sec gets really into this. REALLY into it, especially after that amorous ghostie undoes her top and pulls her short skirt up… Oh, she can see where all this is going, as she writhes urgently tied up in her seat. And then, the reel of tape is wending its paranormally-charged way toward her! Hmmmmmm…