Eileen Gu Sexy Novels & Stories

Jolie begged, her tears soaking Eileen clothes. But Eileen remained unmoved, her expression cold and unyielding. With a sudden jerk, she kicked Jolie away, shaking her leg free from Jolie grasp. "Get away from me!" Eileen spat, her voice venomous, as Jolie fell back, her body shaking with sobs. "What is all this nonsense?" Eileen exclaimed, her voice exasperated. "I said I don’t have the $100,000. Why do you keep coming to me? Leave me alone!"

Sean cooed into my ear. “Ahhh…Ahhhh…” I continued to moan as my hips began moving to match the thrusting rhythm of his fingers. “This is your honest expression, Elena. Look carefully…this is what you look like when you’re honest with me,” Sean hissed in my ear as he turned my body around to face the mirror. The erotic look on my face shocked me. My face was flushed, and my lips were swollen with my mouth agape as I moaned and panted like a woman in heat. His finger curled up to stimulate my G-spot and my face contorted into an even more erotic expression.

Despite being furious, Eileen couldn't argue. If Jaycie had truly been the one to meddle, Eileen's fiery temper would've led her to refute it right then and there. And then there were those later texts from Eileen, boldly boasting in front of Cole's legitimate girlfriend—those didn't sound like the words of someone who had been cheated on. They sounded more like the thoughts of a mistress who believed that only the unloved were considered the other party. In reality, Eileen knew that she was the one who had been meddling.

Selena'ѕ bоdу ѕhakes аnd ѕраѕms, hеr right hаnd bunсhіng uр hеr hаіr. Hеr mоuth is ореn; nоthіng but а fаіnt gutturаl ѕоund саmе оut. Her еуеѕ are сlоѕеd, hеr hеаd thrоwn bасk—hеr сhеѕt аnd fасе are fluѕhеd rеd. Wаtсhіng hеr сlіmаx is thе mоѕt bеаutіful ѕіght Wilson hаs еvеr ѕееn—he might have been involved with other women in the past, but nothing comparable to when having that intimacy with his mate… not just any mate, his eternal mate—thе fееlіng оf hеr рuѕѕу ѕquееzіng аnd рulѕіng а rоund mу сосk is аlmоѕt аѕ іntеnѕе. Although they’ve had magical sex umpteen times before, but not as intense as this one.

Elena excused herself, carrying her phone. She entered and went to stand at one side, making a call. “Yea, I’ll send you some juicy pictures and videos now, it’ll ruin her career completely... This is even better, she’s having an affair with her guard and it’ll go ruin even her father’s reputation, if I send this to the news, I’ll be making lots of money... I want to trend again and this time for a better reason...”Elena whispered and Alessandro barged inside.

My eyes turned to slits as I glared at her in annoyance. "Eileen, I don't know what you told them. But you should know that Killian wouldn't fall for it. He isn't Gabriel," The last line seemed to anger her, the veins on her forehead popping. She stormed towards us, flashing her phone at Killian's face. "See! This is Ruelle's true colors. She goes out and sleeps with men while pretending to be a good wife at home," Eileen screeched and I frowned in displeasure. The video was taken earlier today after the competition, it was me in the alley pressed up against a man

Eileen followed him, everyone continued talking. “ Are you alright?” Blocking his way. “ It’s none of your business.” He said in a cold tone. She grabbed his shoulder. “What?” He exclaimed. “Are you jealous right now? “ Teasing him. “Who, me? I really underestimated your confidence. ” He rudely said. Eileen flipped her hair. “ I am so attractive, I knew you were jealous, so stop hiding it.” she chuckled.

"Yeah! I remember now! He's the one we saw on tv." Eileen turned back to Lucian and stuck out her hand. "I'm Eileen. I'm 13 and the 12 years age difference between us isn't a big deal. If you get tired of Malea's boringness, I'm single." Lucian threw his head back and laughed as if she just cracked a joke while my parents looked at her with stern expressions. "12 years is a big gap." He said. She shook her head, her ponytail swinging in the same movement of her head. "No it isn't. Beyoncé and Jay Z are approximately 12 years apart and they're happy."

Tiffany won’t be coming. Reluctantly, I wrap my hand around my manhood, but it isn’t the warmth I’ve been longing for. I close my eyes and go back to the scene Tiffany and I had filmed earlier. Her plump lips meet mine, and her sweet taste fills my mouth. Ahh… My hand slides down my shaft as the image in my head morphs to Tiffany, completely naked, as I hover over the top of her on the bed. Yes….