Daisy Keech Nudes Leaked Novels & Stories

She’d been a naughty sexy teasing slut, grinding her young pussy against her daddy’s dick until she. With a wild feral growl, Ted came, shooting hot spunk inside the wet crotch of Daisy’s panties. He stroked and shook his dick so hard he nearly passed out.

Ava’s POV The cabin fingering left me shaking all afternoon. I sat on the dock with Alex, legs dangling over the water, pretending to listen while he talked about lures and bass and how the lake used to be better stocked before the drought. My skirt was bunched under me, hiding the sticky mess Victor had left between my thighs. His cum had dried in patches on my skin—rough, flaky in places, still slick in others. Every time I shifted my weight I felt it pull, felt the dampness smear higher up my inner thighs. I kept my knees pressed together so Alex wouldn’t see anything if he looked down.

" 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."

Daisy replies, half-laughing. “You’re telling me Noah King resisted all that? I saw the photos and video clips, Ari. The way his hands never left you, he looked at you, like he was undressing you right there on the red carpet. Possessive as hell btw. So spill.” I bite my lip, embarrassment and a strange warmth twisting in my stomach. “It was me. I… couldn’t.” “What!” Daisy practically shrieks. “Aria, are you fucking serious?” “Language, D.”

Gross. Then the door burst open with the full force of a Broadway opening number. "WE’RE HEEEEEERE, BITCHES!" Daisy flounced in with a glittering pink robe flying behind her, boa in place, sunglasses on indoors like she was dodging paparazzi. Chloe stumbled in right after, juggling a box of pastries and a bottle of sparkling juice with glitter already smeared on her cheeks like war paint. "Your fairy godwhores have arrived!" Daisy declared.

Jameson University's biggest scandal this year was the video of Joy Quinn losing her virginity being sent to the campus group chat. The video was taken in the presidential suite of a five-star hotel. Completely naked, Joy Quinn was pinned against the floor-to-ceiling window by a man a head taller than her, and the rhythmic sounds never ceased. After it was over, the man leaned close to her ear and said, "Good girl." Those mere two words were like a grenade, setting off a huge explosion in the group chat.

"No it's ok. I w-was going to take a shower anyway." Owen left, leaving Daisy with the other two inmates. She was reminded that she hadn't showered for a day and was worried about how she would clean herself in a place full of dangerous men. She assumed there wouldn't be private showers and the mere thought of having to expose herself in-front of strangers nearly gave her a panic attack. Daisy could hardly look at herself naked let alone have other people see her. "What's with the face, sweetheart?" Nate asked her. Levi raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you're sad about Shaky leaving?"

Daisy's hug was tight, grateful, filled with unspoken dread. "I got your message," Alessia whispered. "I knew something was off." "I got one too," Daisy said. "It said: 'Well done for giving her the flash. It won't stop the war.'" Alessia froze. "What war?" Daisy's voice dropped to a hush. "Let's go to my room." They hurried to the room. She locked the door, pulled a flash drive from her worn brown purse, and inserted it into her laptop. The screen lit up with choppy footage.

“Are you sure they don’t know about the baby?” “I’m positive,” I said. “And I’d like to keep it that way. Could you please keep it a secret?” Daisy let out a hearty laugh. “Of course. I won't tell a soul.” I smiled back, and a calm air settled between us. After a minute, Daisy spoke. “Freesia,” her serious tone caught my attention. “I know someone who works…under the table. He forges documents. IDs, records, whatever you need.” She met my eyes. “He could make you a death certificate. If you want to disappear for real.”

"Give it to me, Daisy! Right now! Ugh! Fuck!" Daisy’s fingers were a blur. "OHHH! YES! SIR! MMM-NNN-GH! AHHHH!" Her body went rigid as she hit her peak, her juices coating her fingers as she shuddered on the desk. She let out a series of high, sweet moans that echoed softly in the darkened room.