Debbie Grayson Nude Novels & Stories

Cassandra The rope still vibrates in the air as I take it back, my fingers gripping it as if I were already holding her last breath. The night is vaster than ever. The moon glides through the clouds and casts an almost spectral pallor on Lyra's skin, a halo of wax on a figure that has lost its name. She is there, on her knees, her body swaying with the movements of the boat. Her hands are clasped, but it is no longer a posture of strength: it is a raft of trembling gestures. The water beats against the hull like a heart that does not want to stop.

“You were listening to me, weren’t you? Stroking this big cock while I moaned. You want me so badly, Gray. Just admit it.” I started pulling off what little I was wearing the thin robe I’d thrown on after sex. It slipped off my shoulders, pooling at my feet. I stood there completely naked in front of him, my creamy chocolate skin glowing in the moonlight, my full breasts heaving, my pussy still wet and swollen from Ethan. I pressed my body against his again, letting him feel my hard nipples against his chest. Gray’s hands landed on my waist, gripping me tightly. For a second, I thought he was going to give in. His fingers dug into my skin. His cock throbbed in my hand. His breathing was ragg

Designer sunglasses. A purse that probably cost more than my childhood home. “Look at you,” she said, pulling her shades down and smirking. “Miss Grease Monkey in Training.” I rolled my eyes. “I’m not even wearing gloves yet.” “No, but you’re glowing,” she said, stepping closer. “You’ve got that I’m in love with a biker and pretending to be normal look.” Gus chuckled and stepped back. “I’ll leave you ladies to it.” As soon as he was out of earshot, Debbie leaned in conspiratorially.

Inside the boat that took my men and I back to the mainland, I sat down, reading a newspaper when Stone walked in with updates on Miss Kim and Grace. While I can't touch Miss Kim for now, Dealing with Grace isn't a problem. After I carried Katalina into her room yesterday morning, Stone had the girls taken to Miss Kim's apartment, where he continued filming their debauchery. “Take a look, boss.” Stone handed me a phone. On it was the clip of Grace. She was naked and on her knees. She was kneeling in front of a man whose face was out of shot. She had his cock in her mouth and was staring at him with glazed eyes. Slippery saliva was gushing out of her mouth as he swayed back and forth, thrusti

She hesitated at her panties. "Those too," he growled. "I want you completely bare. Now." Honey slipped them down her legs, now standing naked before him while he remained fully clothed. The power imbalance sent a delicious thrill down her spine. "Come here," Grayson beckoned with his fingers, sitting on the edge of the bed. As she approached, he caught her wrist, pulling her forward until she stood between his spread legs. His fingers trailed up her bare thigh, sending goosebumps across her skin.

"You girls are so fucking hot! You are going to kill me. My heart is ready to burst, and my legs are ready to collapse. You are amazing." I sat on the side of the bed, then collapsed backwards for a moment, to let my breath return. Karen stood, and helped Debbie to her feet. Whereas Karen was naked except for her panties, Debbie still was almost fully clothed. Karen was undressing Debbie, sensuously, slowly, while talking to her.

To her perfect white skin, bleached asshole, and flawless body? Not like Amber gave a fuck though. But why not change things up a bit tonight? Grayson didn’t even say a word to her, just gave her a look, a wordless command. She was already minus her underwear and in nothing but a black lace nightgown which showed the outline of her hardened nipples through it. Not like he seemed to notice or care though. Leo would have fucking noticed, and he would have fucking cared no doubt. She slid down to the end of the bed, but as an afterthought grabbed her computer and drug it down to the edge of the bed with her. She opened it back up and paused on the screen was a nice shot of a huge, caramel color

She looked at Justin, who was now naked from the waist down, stroking himself to full hardness with a casual, obscene confidence. “On the floor,” Justin said, not asking. With a sob caught in her throat, Debby lay down on the carpet in the center of the circle. She pulled her dress up, exposing plain white panties. She didn’t remove them. Justin knelt between her legs, roughly yanking the fabric aside. He spat into his hand, slicked himself with a crude, hurried motion, and without any further preparation, pressed the thick head of his dick against her tight, forbidden opening.

I whisper as tears rolled down my face, "I want to touch you. Please." Gray stopped for a second and watched me with a frown. It was like as if a flash of sympathy ran past his eyes as he watched my tears fall down from my face. Those tears were from the immense pleasure I felt from all of this. That's all. Gray went to untie the rope and as soon as he did, my hands released into freedom. I whimper as my hands began to travel all over his body before they reached his back. Gray moaned into my ears when I caressed his back however, when he continued to thrust harder and faster than before. My finger nails dig into his skin as I dragged them down.

Gus stood up saying, "I don't have to worry about being nude so I'll take off my clothes and finish the interview nude." Debbie had already unfastened her bra and was standing pushing her panties down her legs when she said, "I found out yesterday I love being nude and it doesn't matter to me who sees me naked." Terri handed Gus and Debbie a towel then held one out to Paul and Joe. After a brief hesitation both took the towel and put it on the chair then slowly began to remove their clothes without making a big deal out of it. The females in the room were looking between the three males undressing waiting to see each cock as it was exposed. Gus was first to push his underwear down and his se