Ann Jillian Nude Novels & Stories

The female doctor said in delight and hugged her. "Natalie, I am here to ask you for a favor." Julie said dropping Amanda on couch. Natalie looked at Amanda and frowned. "What happened to her? Did someone attacked her?" Natalie asked looking at her torn clothes "Nathalie five men raped my daughter before my eyes and I was helpless. I can't save her." Julie broke into tears. Natalie gasped and looked at Amanda with pity. She was unable to speak anything. She only hugged Julie and comfort her.

“Take off your clothes. I wanna see nothin’ but that gorgeous bare skin.” Her fingers started at her throat and worked the buttons on the sleeveless blouse until it fluttered open revealing a bra the color of sun-ripened peaches. Pop pop pop and the fly of her jeans showed a slice of skin and matching peach panties. She shimmied the jeans to the floor and stopped. “There a problem?” he asked. “N-no. I just didn’t know if you meant completely naked.” “I did.” AJ’s whole body flushed a rosy pink as she stripped. Her platinum hair fell across her face, obscuring her expression.

“That.” My gaze drops to the phone, a naked picture of her in a blue wig and a mask stares at me. Initially, I’m shocked, but I try to hide it. “Nudes?” “Swipe,” she says. I begin to swipe, it's different angles of her naked, some without her face in it, some in lingerie and then a video pops up, it's her on her bed, naked and licking a long huge dildo. That one makes me gasp, “Arielle—” I pause.

Arianna's was undressing smiling happily to the camera, then the guy taking the video instructed her to pose and he took nude pics of her. "What is this trash you think I can believe this photoshopped garbage, she was a virgin when I met her". "It didn't stop her from being the hitch,fool! Look at her body you should know what a photoshop is from her real body ,why don't you watch the sex clip". She sent another one. Andre tried to remain cool as he played the second video. Arianna was being mercilessly banged by a masked guy, her moans made it heartbreaking,he put it off.

“Yeah, sure. What are you going to be doing?” “Spending time with my fiancée.” I smiled, liking the way it sounded. He chuckled. “Do you want me to call Rian?” “No, I’ll do it.” I turned as I heard the door open and saw Jillie standing in the doorway in her bra and panties, the color complementing her brown skin. My gaze locked with hers, and she nibbled her lower lip. My eyes left hers and journeyed over her body. “You know what, Mason; on second thought, you can call him.”

" I ignored his hollow excuses and found them utterly pathetic. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled my phone out and held it up to his face. A woman's coy, mocking voice sounded in the room. "Hello? Sadie Holten? How does it feel? Have you seen Zane's true nature yet? "I sent you the laptop on purpose. It was quite a surprise, wasn't it?" It was Cassie's voice, dripping with the smug triumph of a victor. Zane's body jolted. He stared at the phone in disbelief, then looked back at me as Cassie's voice continued. "Do you really think you've won? Zane loves me more now."

Jarren “I’m not wearing this.” I looked up from my phone to see Jillie standing in the dressing room doorway. She wore a long floor-length ivory dress. Her hands were braced on her hips, and her face housed a frown. I furrowed my eyebrows. “Who gave you this?” She shrugged. “I don’t know. You have so many people running around me that keeping track is hard.” “Go change out of that, and we’ll go somewhere else.”

She was so shy when she was left in nothing but skin. Lila wasn't thrilled by Annie's naked body because she has known her to be so gorgeous from the onset. Only the lady who was in charge of taking care of her bath was thrilled. Annie's curves were spelling the word sexy. She looks so perfect for everything. If she works as a model, the lady was so sure that companies would fight to have her. Jennifer Lopez isn't in anyway close to this. Never, she isn't even half of the sight that was before her.

“It gone quite bigger.” Her name is Jillian Magadalo, but you all know her as Jill. The young black hair girl who’s an inch tall as Wayne. She had half sullen and half charming look, blended like caramel and black coffee. She had strong eyes but wasn't made to be bitter. It was an open book whenever she speaks, and close one whenever she looked deeply at you. She love to tie her hair and reveal her hair forehead, or sometimes just separate bangs to cover a percentage of it. No one know why, and no one bother to ask, maybe because it's suits her well.

My jaw dropped. Zara was on her bed, completely naked, her pale skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat under the soft glow of ring lights set up around the room. Multiple cameras were positioned strategically—one on a tripod facing the bed, another on her desk capturing a side angle, and her laptop screen showing a live feed. She was arched back against plush pillows, legs spread wide, one hand between her thighs moving rhythmically with a massive vibrating dildo, the other pinching and twisting her swollen nipples hard enough to leave red marks. Her eyes were half-closed in ecstasy, lips parted as she gasped and whimpered like a bitch in heat.