Anna Shumate Hot Novels & Stories

Annabelle gave a small wave and smiled after her dad introduced her. "Hey, isn't it that nerd girl we saw at school? How come she's a Siromani? I don't get it", Ashley said beside me. I thought, how would you get it when you're only interested in pompous appearances? "That's what we call laying low Ashley", Mason replied her while I gave Annabelle a proud look. For once, I could be proud of someone that wasn't Mason.

But first I am going to watch this damn video again. Nobody will know but me, anyway. I open the site and log into her profile again. God damn but she is so hot. Picture after picture shows her posing cutely with those perfect tits on display. They are large - a D cup, I know from doing her laundry - but so high and firm and bouncy. Jesus Christ. I find the video I am looking for and open it up.

(Anna) (NSFW Content) Asher's heated gaze scanned my body like a hungry predator who was looming over his prey. Blaze shone through his eyes and I let Sable surface too. 'Mate!' They murmured to each other. Blaze growled, and Sable purred. Asher slowly pulled up my shirt, revealing my blazing skin to his ravenous eyes. Wherever his fingertips grazed, my body tingled. "Ahh!" I slowly moaned as they brushed against my nipple.

He was in his mid-20s, clean-cut, with that boyish nervousness that made moments like this even more fun for her. "Come in and take your payment," she said smoothly, stepping aside. She was dressed in a sheer buttoned shirt, that barely covered her ass. Underneath the shirt, she wore nothing and was completely naked……in the pretence of cleaning her feet, Tamara stylish unbuttoned her top buttons giving Chase a clear view of her boobs. Chase hesitated in the doorway, his eyes resting on her exposed boobs. He shifted his weight, clearly uncomfortable. "Uh… No ma'am, please. I just came to deliver the pizza. I can hand it to you right here."

Her skin was hot and damp with sweat, and he felt a shiver run through her, as if his touch were a match lighting a bonfire. “Hot? That’s an understatement, Ana. It’s a fucking oven in here, and you… goddamn, you’re so fucking hot. With a body like that, I bet you fuck like a crazy slut when you’re horny. Look at these sweaty tits—I want to squeeze and suck them until you’re moaning.”

Ansh said, and Shaurya smiled broadly at him. "Did you see Nishu?" Shaurya inquired of Ansh about Nishma, Neil Khanna's daughter. "Yes! But she did not notice him because she was too busy bossing around," Ansh explained. "Nishma is a replica of Uncle Neil," Shaurya stated. "Hmm, our family's first girl child. Our little Tigress has turned into a Devil businesswoman," Ansh said, and Shaurya gave him a big smile. "Smile a little more, brother. It suits you," Ansh said, and Shaurya lowered his smile.

Akshitha and Sumathi also work their part. Akshitha is now busy cutting out her recent admiration's picture from a magazine. She has a problem called 'celebrity crush'. Over the years, she has crushed on many people. Her first celebrity crush was actor Vijay and then Hritik Roshan and then Surya and then she liked Virat Kohli and then Rana Daggubati. After him, it's now Yadav Rishid!

“About Shane.” My smirk faltered, irritation flaring in my chest. “What is it?” I snapped, barely keeping my voice from betraying my annoyance. “What pathetic state has he gotten himself into now?” The spy hesitated, as if choosing his words carefully. “It’s… it appears Shane has found a mate. He’s bonded with her.” My blood went cold, a chill prickling through my veins. I turned to him, forcing myself to stay composed, but my hands tightened into fists. “Are you sure?” I asked, my voice deadly soft.

THEME: FUCKING THE CHAUFFEUR (2) "Took you long enough," Annie Lin squealed in excitement, climbing on the backseat on her knees, her tiny red dress hiked up, showing off her ass to Thomas. Thomas reached for the belt holding up his pants, groaning at the sight of the girl's peach-shaped ass hanging in the air. All thoughts about Annie being his Boss' daughter flew out the window. Breathing heavily, Thomas turned in his seat and reached for Annie's ass. His palm stroked her plump cheeks, slapping lightly and pulling them apart to see the beautiful cunt he couldn't wait to devour.

I’m one of those men who know. Slowly her fingers moved to the buttons of her silk shirt. Just yards away Anoushka was saying triumphantly, ‘See? I told you she fancied him.’ Adam was sprawled in the sand at Anoushka’s feet, a tinnie in his hand and a splitting grin on his face. ‘If you think those beauties are cool, mate, just wait till you get a load of her bum!’ That wretched bonkbuster was going straight in the bin.