Amanda Holden Legs Novels & Stories

I ring the doorbell Amanda opens she's wearing biker shorts skin tight so short I see the outline of her beautiful cunt the black short with a matching sports bra I start her from Her sweaty Legs her toned flat tummy did she really have twins to her perfect cleavage She catches me checking her out I look in her eyes immediately my I am sure I am Pink. " Morning Mr Parker "Morning Amanda" she winks at me while opening the door for me to come in.

Her walls grip him tight, trembling around the brutal intrusion. “Oh—fuck—” she breathes, breath catching as she scrambles to hold the phone to her ear again. “Sweetie?” her mother-in-law asks. “Is something wrong?” Amanda laughs, but it’s too high-pitched. “No, nothing! Just... stretching! A little sore from yoga.” Adrian gives her a look at that, biting his bottom lip to hold back a bark of laughter. He rocks his hips forward again, slowly, then pulls almost all the way out.

Amanda kept thinking about the question over and over but, with all that was happening, it was the wrong to ask him about his feelings. Amanda opened the drawer close to the bed in search of a pen and paper and she found more than just a pen and paper. Inside the drawer were pictures of her back in high School, pictures of her holding the trophies of all the cheerleading competitions she won with her team, a picture of her in the library and a picture of her in the school theatre when she played Miranda in William Shakespeare’s TEMPEST. She also saw a ticket to the Forever Theatre “It was Samuel?”

Celine ask Amanda who look kind of pale. “Yea… I’m fine” she said for Celine to hold her hands. “You are Mrs McNair Mandy, nobody is going to change that. I thought Aaron was just joking earlier but trust me, it’s real. Just focus on protecting this child and trust me, my cousin is going to love you till you will beg him to reduce it” Celine said for Amanda to smile. “He already did Celine” she said standing up. Celine watch as Amanda walk upstairs limping a little making her to smile. She’s satisfied Aaron pick the one who they can both relate.

Speaking into the microphone, she said, "Welcome to the party, everybody. Let's have fun tonight!" Applause resounded from below, capturing everyone's attention on Amanda. "Wow, Miss Amanda looks stunning tonight! She's the goddess of my dreams..." Amanda was dressed in a dark velvet backless gown, featuring a high slit that showcased her elegant legs. The back of the gown was open, revealing the radiant fair skin on her back. Due to her arms not being fully recovered, she wore black lace arm casts. Her hair was styled in a bun, and a luxurious diamond necklace adorned her neck. Under the lights, she exuded an aura of elegance and charm.

Amanda positioned her body to sit cross-legged while holding her head with both palms. Amanda took a breath then threw it out slowly, she did it for several times but the results were zero. All the events that had just happened at the club, how she made an eye contact with that mysterious man, the handsome face of the man, his small smile, his deep voice. Oh, everything always crossed Amanda's head clearly.

Amanda took a deep breath, holding it for a moment, she let it out as she sank down into the water, releasing all the tension she held. TEN YEARS AGO Amanda walked down the busy street, tattered jeans and a dirty brown singlet, which looked like it had once been white. Dark clouds filled the sky and she needed to find somewhere to lay before the rain came. Her legs hurts, she had been walking for hours, all she had with her was a small bag where the small clothes she had packed in a hurry where contained and the cookie she had taken from the kitchen, she held tightly to the ten dollars she had stolen from Mrs Deena's purse.