Davina Claire Gif Novels & Stories

Claire, with raised eyebrows and a mischievous smile, fired off a series of questions all at once. "So, how was your day? How many coffee runs did you have for him? Any idea how many people he let go today? Did you spend an hour hiding in the bathroom to avoid him?" Claire, our office's resident gossip, exuded confidence and excelled in her role. I admired her ability to work office dynamics effortlessly. She had a captivating presence, with her beautiful eyes and curly hair accentuating her simple yet striking appearance as a black African woman.

She grilled me like a burger patty for information. While having breakfast, Nana Calista greeted everyone and to my surprise, she smiled at me genuinely but never said anything. No unwanted comments or insults. Maybe an apocalypse happened in those years that had gone by. Devin had been an excellent host with the help of Eve and Jameson. He had that smile plastered on his annoying face the whole breakfast. I can feel him casting a glance at me from time to time, which I acted oblivious to. While Clara was fixing my make-up after choosing the perfect dress for the scene, my phone vibrated. It was a call from my sister. It was her turn to watch over Griffin, and I hurriedly answered the call.

“Get to the point.” Davina ignored me as she reached out for the bowl of milk. She pulled a small vial from her pocket, pouring its contents into the liquid. The substance dissolved instantly, leaving no trace. Without another word, she dipped her face into the bowl, submerging herself completely. For a full minute, she remained there, unmoving. The crowd watched in stunned silence as everyone anticipated what was going to unfold next. When she finally lifted her head, milk dripped from her face. She reached for a towel and wiped herself clean.

"It's me, Fred Phillips." Claire glanced nervously over at Danny who was sitting on the couch waiting for her. Although Claire hadn't been having actual sex with Fred when she'd first met him and demonstrated the Funky Lady products, there was no way she'd want Danny to find out that she'd let Fred cum in her mouth, vagina and bottom in the process of the demonstrations. At least her run in with Fred earlier that day that had ended a lot more conventionally. "What do you want?" hissed Claire, stepping into the kitchen and keeping her voice low.

Claire growled. She gave the phone to Gavin and said to the guys, "Find me Cain's location, imma go there to bust his head, he needs some beating." "Okay, Chairwoman." Claire went to her room and dressed up in a flash. She dressed in a black second-skin leather jumpsuit which had a zipper on its front. She zipped it to her chest line, intentionally leaving some parts of her cleavage open, and she put on a pair of black leather cover heels.

“Uhmm thank you i guess' '. She said and she watched as she chuckled. “So xavier said that You guys are supposed to work on getting me prepared. I Don't know what that means so can someone tell me what that includes.`` She said and she watched as Claire stood up from her seat. She had long brown hair and hazel eyes. She had a glint in her eyes as she looked towards her with a bright grin on her features. “Well it is just to introduce you to some of the other pack women and teach you the dance steps. We can also help you by with anything that you need and keep You company. Well essentially we can be whatever you want us to be.” She heard her say and she couldn't help but smile at her words. S

That night, Claire decided not to tell Danny about the audition, reasoning that, if she didn't get the part, there really was no point in worrying him about nude scenes and the like. She was back at Justin's house the next day in a blue and white summer dress, blue heels and a red bra and knickers as promised. Claire was half undressed by the time she got to Justin's couch so keen was she to show how well she could act. She even initiated an open-mouthed snog with him to start things off, trying to picture Danny in her mind rather than an old hideous obese slob with poor hygiene standards.

Davis replied, "Claire was fine. She just got slapped a few times. But…" Seeing Davis hesitate, Bailey narrowed her eyes and asked, "But what?" Davis clenched his fist and lightly coughed into it. "The other person got it slightly worse." Bailey was silent. It turned out her earlier concern had been for nothing. Davis hadn't expected his gorgeous actress, Claire Lawton, who usually looked so gentle, would be able to fight surprisingly fiercely. If this got leaked to the public, her image as an elegant lady would be ruined.

Claire yawned as she walked into the living room, rubbing her eyes and plopping down on the sofa. "Hi Claire, do you feel better now?” Lucas asked, looking up from his chopping. Claire stretched and nodded. "A bit, yeah. Thanks for letting me rest." Darren waved a spatula in greeting. "How's it going, BBG?" he said with a playful grin. Claire chuckled. "It's going smooth, Darren. Thanks for being here too." Claire rolled her shirt and tied the back to make a crop top, revealing her stomach. "Guys, take a look at this," she said, pointing to her head to her stomach.

Claire looks embarrassed as she cleans up. "I'm sorry, she looks down face heating up, you guys don't have to stay for this",she sighs. Poor she wolves this has to suck ass. I gently lift her and coming out doc gas the ultrasound machine and I watch Claire get nervous. She has been lifting, running, and using magic so I hope for her sake our pup is okay.