David Gallagher Nude Novels & Stories

But my mind kept wandering to Gerald. He could be mad all he wanted, but I knew exactly how to fix it. Last time I sent him nudes, he called me like a madman within minutes. When I went over, he fucked me senseless—every hole, every position. No mercy. The memory still made me wet just thinking about it. I excused myself and locked myself in the bathroom. After digging through my hidden folder, I picked the four hottest pictures, typed a naughty caption: {Text me immediately if you like what you see, pappi}

Completely naked. What the hell?

James asked quietly from his spot by the window. "I imagined you using me. All of you at once. I imagined not being able to walk tomorrow because you fucked me so hard." "Good girl," David praised. "That's exactly what's going to happen. Now strip. Slowly." I pulled the dress over my head and let it fall. Stood there completely naked while they all stared at me like I was the only thing in the world worth looking at. "Beautiful," Marcus muttered. "On your knees," David commanded. "Crawl to Marcus."

practically glowed in the darkly lit room. "Come 'ere" he motioned her to him. She walked over to him, she was small to his size, the top of her head coming to his chest. David was taller and thinner, but Rhys was more chiseled. Bulkier. He moved her long brown hair to the side and kissed her neck. "I missed my girl" he whispered as he moved his hands down her back, lifting the back of her shirt and pulling it over her head. Her large B/small C cup breasts weren't anything of legend, but they fit her frame and were large on her. Ample enough for him to fill his hand as he kissed her neck and down her chest. He ran his other hand down to her jeans and unbuttoned them, and slowly slid them do

“I recognize Flavia’s necklace. And I certainly know my mate.” “I’m not sure about you, but I’ve seen Gael naked a thousand times after shifting. His skin is flawless—no marks, no scars, no tattoos, and definitely no moles.” He pointed to the man’s back in the photo. “This man has a mole on his upper back. It isn’t Gael.” He then pointed to the woman’s chest. “Flavia once flashed her assets at me—not that there was much to be impressed by—but I remembered her having a tiny, diamond-shaped birthmark on the top of her left breast. This girl has none. The photos are staged. It’s not Gael, and it’s not Flavia.”

Damian’s blood boiled. He immediately called Ava. "Ava, are your paintings safe?" Ava: "Yes, on my laptop." Damian: "Shut the laptop. Turn off the internet." Ava: "Why??" Damian: "Just do it." --- *DAY 792: 12:00 PM - THE LEAK STARTS* T*****r. 1 account: `@GHOST_LEAKS` Post: `BILLIONAIRE'S WIFE PAINTS NUDE.

I pushed that thought down hard and stepped all the way inside. I only had on a thin white tank top and the smallest pair of panties I owned. The air-conditioning blew cool across my skin and made my nipples go tight right away. I could feel them poking against the soft fabric. David stood at the counter making coffee. His dark hair was still damp from a shower. Little drops of water ran down the side of his neck. He wore those old gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips. Nothing else. I could see the line of his back and the way the pants sat right under that little dip above his ass.

place he planned to only listing to party, play with girls and lastly dance and sweat, only a bodyguard was with him, and a young boxing champion was also in that club that night, they were both popular and respected, but David Stallone was really far good looking compared to slain jaga the boxer, stallion was a tall masculine man, he had a wide chest and a small face, his Tommy looked very attractive as it was well lined up with six packs and his shining skin looked so mush like it was always soaked in high quality good fragrance oil, his dressing was always of great simplicity and unique, his great set of tooth shown from those two leave like lips, and his smiles revealed nice dimples at h

He pulled his pants off and stood there naked, his thick cock already fully hard again, jutting out from his silver-haired groin like a weapon. "David, on the couch. Let the boy ride you," Marcus ordered. David stripped off his jacket and shirt, revealing a body that was even more massive than Ethan had imagined. His chest was like a barrel, covered in thick black hair, and his stomach was hard and round. He kicked off his pants and sat down on the couch, his thick thighs spread wide. His massive cock stood straight up, the head angry and red and leaking. "Come here, boy," David said, patting his thick thigh. "Climb on."

Damien smiled, it was not a normal smile and Galith was well aware of that. "What are trying to do?" He asked, looking straight into Damien's eyes. "My dear old friend, from high school till now you like to fuck woman. Why not change this trend and let my men play with you for a day?" Damien snapped his fingers and five gigolos walked in, only in their boxers. "No, Damien, for our old days, you can beat me but not this." Galith pleaded which was left unheard and was taken to another room. "Dobin cut their hands and then dispose them altogether." Damien pointed out four men who touched Celestine and left from their with Antonio.