Emily Rudd Nude Scene นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Emily, what the hell did you just do to my face" "You haven't seen anything" she spat and then walked back to him again. She turned to face me raising her short gown to her breast and playing with her pants, she pulled her pants down to her knees. Seeing Emily half-naked with someone else here made me mad. But the anger stored on Emily's face was worse. Right to my eyes, Emily inserted her mate's shaft into her coochie and moaned. He bent her over, making her touch her toes and he rocked her hard and hard as she moaned loud.

Hands trembling with a mix of fear and desperate arousal, Emily obeyed. She pulled the tank top over her head, letting it fall. The cool air pebbled her skin, her breasts full and aching, her nipples tight peaks. His gaze burned over them. Then, she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and panties, pushing them down her legs in one motion, stepping out of the pooled fabric. She was completely bare before him, vulnerable and exposed. For a moment, he just looked, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths. “Fuck, Emily,” he breathed. “You’re perfect.”

Maybe both of them are enjoying her body at the same time. "Relax, Cal. I'm not going to touch her. I just want to help you. And… I also want to see this little girl's figure." Derek chuckled. Calum sneered at Derek's strange smile that suddenly appeared on his lips. Unknowingly because of their argument. Now Emma was naked; only a bra and panties were left on her body. "Why are you silent? Does Ryan do this to you often?" whispered Derek. "Ryan has never done anything disrespectful to me," she answered.

Rudra said making Emma add " You are pathetic. If you are not a coward then why have you hidden your face behind this mask? Huh? Bloody coward! " " Don't try to be over smart Ms Emma Corti! My hidden face has nothing to do with you. Tell me if you wanna see my face. I'll show you but in return, I can also ask you to show me something " Rudra said motioning his eyes to Emma's chest making her glare at Rudra but her heated cheeks caught Rudra's attention and he thought ' Fuck! I was just messing with her for fun. Huh! She's a naive girl Rudra. Ignore her! Huh! I don't know why in the first place I respond to her stupid banter. When I always never show interest in sharing a single word with any

Emily thought and swallowed nervously, frozen to the ground by shock and something else. Anticipation. If she were a sensible woman (Which she was not) Emily would have left there immediately. But there was this one insane part of her brain that kept asking her to remain there and watch everything play out. She had never seen her husband naked before, not that she harbours any such thought, but now that she did, it was all she could think of. So she stood there shamelessly and without reproach, behind the covers of the trees and watched him pull down his pantaloons gracelessly, revealing taut buttocks, strong thighs, and hairy curved legs resting firmly on damp soil.

"What, Emily? Why are you looking at me like that?" "Is that what I think it is?" Emily asked, pointing at the picture. "I don't get it. That's Calvin's picture." "Yeah, I know. You stare at it while you get yourself off, right?" Emily asked, wiggling her eyebrows. "Stop!" Iris threw a pillow at her, which she caught and put aside. "I just asked a simple question. Or does he fuck you hard right on this bed while you scream, 'Yes, Daddy. More, Daddy. Please, Daddy,'" Emily proceeded to imitate a moaning sound. Iris lurched at her and knocked her down on the bed. Her hand covered her mouth.

The one empty at 11PM except for the distant hum of the city. Marcus pulled over in a dark spot between two trees. He opened the back door and pulled her out by the collar. Jax stayed in the truck, door cracked, phone out, recording. Emma stood there in the moonlight, completely naked except for the collar and the ring, plugs still deep inside her. Her belly hung low, tits leaking steady streams down her stomach, pussy and ass still twitching around the silicone.

- Open your eyes. Emily didn't even move. - I said open your eyes! a male voice demanded more ominously. And Emily opened them. In front of her sat the same man, but already fully dressed. The blue T-shirt and jeans of the same color fit him very well, fitting his chic muscular body, and his eyes no longer burned with that yellow fire. If Emily hadn't just heard the two of them talking, she would have thought that she was dreaming, that there was nothing terrible. Recalling everything that happened not so long ago, the girl recoiled from the man and tried to move away from him, but did not have time, because a strong man's hand grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her even closer to him.

Nathan yelled running inside alongside Riverstone who had a bodyguard behind him secretly pointing a gun at his back to move forward. "Baby," Emily smiled, the sight of Nathan suddenly took away all her annoyance, she was happy to see him and glad that they had also caught Riverstone. "Are you okay?" Emily asked bending down to pick Nathan up as she checked his body to see if Riverstone had done anything harmful to him. "I am fine," Nathan smiled but Emily could see the little champ wasn't genuinely happy, she dropped him down gently as she walked up to Riverstone who was about to open his mouth to say something but instead Emily slapped him right in the face taking everyone by surprise.

Even his breathing slowed down due to the novel stimulation. “What’s wrong, baby?” Alexander asked seductively; he enjoyed seeing the lust in Dylan’s eyes. “Bastard, stop it!” Alexander grinned when Dylan cursed him albeit he couldn’t get away from his seduction. “Shh, stop fighting and let it go.” “Argh!” Dylan moaned softly as his emotions intensified in response to Alexander’s palm moving beneath his t-shirt.