Bobby Shameless Novels & Stories

Bobby entered walking in with his laptop, he's the genius among them and also very deadly when it's comes to combat. "Two pouches bobby" Hardin said and they all shouted. Bobby is known for his heavy and bone cracking pouch his teeth will definitely fall out. "Sorry bro," Bobby said. He landed his two pouches on his face and he fell down on the floor with burst lips blood gushing out of it. "Leave him alone!" Hardin ordered immediately Popsy made an attempt to help him. "On your feet now!" He yelled and he struggled up. He looks at Natasha and looks at the one on the floor.

"Uh! Uh! Fuck me! FUCK ME! Just fucking USE ME! Like a fucking WHORE! Like a fucking SLUT WHORE!" Bobby beside me, leering at me as he slapped his still-rock-hard fuckstick against my cheek. "YEAH!" he roared. "You fucking GO BITCH! You want more cum, you fucking tramp? You want MORE CUM?! Tell me where, bitch! Where the fuck do you want it?"

“I still wonder why we have the same face '' what are you saying Snub, you stole my face'' Red shot back Stole your face?” Rolex asked, confused “Yes. I’m his senior,” Red replied, throwing an arm around Trevor’s neck “But you don’t look like it,” Noah pointed out. “That’s because he stole my glory too'' ''What glory?” Trevor smirked. “How am I even sure you had one in the first place, motherfucker?” “You see the disrespect, guys?” Red shrieked dramatically

As she reached his crotch she lifted up some, breaking contact, before whispering, "Seventeen." Closing her eyes, she dropped his chest slowly as Bobby squirmed at the looming prospect of having his mom's big tits massaging his cock. "Oh God, that feels so good," he whispered as his mom's warm tits enveloped his hardness. In a leisurely manner, Samantha grinded her tits up and down, and all around his crotch, loving the way it was making him quietly moan. Whispering, she announced, "Eighteen." Although she had not told him as much, Bobby somehow knew if he allowed himself to come all over her tits, like he desperately wanted to, it would ruin things for her . . . and for him.

But, holy shit, she had kids and kids were something he did not do. And that was like a bucket of ice water to his sense. Nope, time to really stay away. Bobby walked out of the office, his goal tonight was to find a willing lady and fuck her hard, since his mind was now free. His eyes scanned over the crowd, still shocked to see how full it got when the doors first opened. And in that crowd was some good looking ladies. Yup, he was going to screw something tonight. -----

Talk of desperation. That good to know ,she takes her job seriously that the first step to not getting fired its part of my commandment if she has read it. My other past secretary thought it was absurd I gave them rules to follow like there were little children but there were mistaken I didn't make it this far as the most successful billionaire just to fall because of someone carelessness. "So Mr boss....what is a man like you doing in a club like this" "I could San you the same thing...Miss probation PA...and please call me Romeo"

- Kaye because of the protest of the group, Bobby smile and with the newfound confidence he speaks "It is for your safety and as a parent I don't want you all guys to encounter an enormous risk, as long as I'm here I want to minimize it"- Bobby John Carl suddenly back down after realizing his quarrelsome remarks he thought that bragging his achievement earlier and badmouthing his Uncle Bobby strategy, he can make his limelight and everyone will follow him but the reality is harsher than what he thought

Mont asked, voice low but pointed. “You need to understand vot ve may be facing. If I am right,and I hope dat I am not, ve are no longer alone in zis house.” Nobody interrupted him. Maybe we were all just too tired to argue, or maybe we could all sense that the thing upstairs wasn’t going to wait long. Dr. Schnell began. “His name vas Bob. Not Robert. Bob. That vas how he liked it. He vas S.H.A.D.E., of course. Strong. Smart. Good field instincts. But he vas also... emotional. You understand? Sentimental. Vore his heart on his sleeve.

Also, she gave me food, which was very embarrassing because--I repeat in italic, bold, and caps lock--I AM AN EMBARRASSMENT IN FRONT OF A FRIGGIN POP SENSATION. What am I supposed to say that sounds appropriate in all that? "The way you two are staring at each other," Bob already finished and placed the empty glass on the tray. Liam, beside me, sighs heavily after he wastes his energy on something he can't obtain. Bob leans close to my ears, for I don't know why because what he says next is very audible. He said "sexual tension," but in a way that some British person said it on this one video we watched, which we turned into our thing. "shum shekshuol tenshun." I glare at him, but I can't hi

Celestine told me. “No wonder you don’t understand when I tell you am admiring my Shamba boy. Your affair was more emotional, for me my thing is just physical nothing more. I don’t need to have him sorting my emotional problems but physical problems.”