Bridget X Hook Novels & Stories

Tina reached down and pulled her peach-lips apart while watching intently as Brenda brought the hook to her pussy. Depending on how aroused she was to start with, Brenda sometimes used some lube with this toy, but she could see from the wetness of Tina's now-exposed pussy-lips that she had all the natural lube she'd need. The end of the hook had been designed something like an elongated teardrop with the fat end going in first so that once inside the vagina it could close around the narrower neck providing a full-but-not-stretched feeling. Directly below the neck, the hook expanded into a well-defined cock-head so that with a little more insertion, the user could simulate a just-the-tip cunt

I had finally found the one for me. The next day, I went to the airport to see my family off. On the way back home, I received a call from Brannon. He was inviting me to Kribi. They were celebrating his girlfriend Xaveria’s birthday there and he planned on proposing to her. Brannon was a serious womaniser and I wasn’t sure he was ready to settle down but it wasn’t my place to judge or question him. He was old enough and knew what he was doing. I just prayed he wasn’t making a big mistake and I hoped he didn’t break her heart. I had met Xaveria once and she was a sweet and lovely girl. How she put up with Brannon and his wild ways, I don’t know. Most people mistook me for a play boy but I did

Chris opened his arms as he challenged Chris Jnr and Emm before whispering the instructions. “Um” Both of them nodded with determination as they went back to their previous posture. Chris gestured towards Night Wing in code asking him to put music on, a low humming sound. Bridgette frowned as soon as Night Wing bought the music close to her ears, but soon her expression relaxed as though she wasn’t bothered by it anymore and sat looking at the rest with a bored expression. She was waiting to see what her great grandkids would make her do.

I shake my head but she doesn’t let me speak, she asks again, “Are you sure, Antonia?” I shake my head more firmly and I see her calm down. Bridget is a wonderful personal assistant, but she switches into mama bear mode if she thinks something is wrong with me or something has harmed me. I have to pull her out of that mode sometimes, and the best way is always with work. I speak in a calm tone, “I couldn’t get the Moon’s Tears Fabric yesterday.” I see Bridget actively go into work mode as she brings out her tablet. She passes it to me and I read the news headline on it, ~Unexpected Treasures in Rare Places.~