Bart X Lisa Novels & Stories

" Lisa muttered with dissatisfaction. she didn't hide her Hatred for the person that just , any way the person that brought her into this organization is Scarlett. So of course she doesn't have to care about that selfish man "Let's forget about Unhappy things and go home" Lisa shook out the unhappy things in her head and smiled cheerfully. Getting back to the house, Scarlett returned to the room to rest. while Lisa went into the kitchen to cook a whole feast. While she was arranging the table, she saw Scarlett come out from the bathroom while wiping her lips.

came my stern reply. She provoked a part of me and I couldn’t wait to see the end of it. Lisa’s breath visibly hitches as she watches me,her face paling more and blood oozing from her nose. Her beautiful mouth parts and her tears continue to roll down uncontrollably. I honestly don't remember the last time I've been so hard and also seeking consent instead of having my way. She takes a few moment to catch her breath and sits up.Audibly swallowing,she ogles my bulge.

He had no business knowing what naked women looked like! “What are you talking about?” Layla let out a sigh and got up. “Fine, I'll put on some clothes so you can lay off my case. Sheesh.” She said as she walked out of the living room. She swayed her hips as she walked, and I frowned. Classic Layla. I turned and caught Bart staring at her as she walked away. “Dang.” He exclaimed. “Bart!” I yelled and pulled his ear. “Oow. That hurt. You need to chill, sis. I'll be sixteen in a few weeks. I'm not a kid anymore.” He grumbled as he glared at me.

He said, “No need to stand. Keep her drinks coming, barkeep.” Ryan felt her eyes on him when he handed Lisa a drink. Her hand shook slightly and he could not tell if she was nervous or excited. The hand on her thigh slid higher, disappearing under her dress. The groom’s hand moved around her side, hovering inches from her breast. Ryan realized his plan was not working. The alcohol was fueling their boldness. One of the men pointed to the p**n playing on the screen. “Hey, can you do that?” Lisa paused, startled. She replied firmly, “I am a dancer, not a pornstar.”