Essence Tatiana Nude Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tatiana's smile widened as he lowered her on the silky comforter and before he could climb on the bed next to her, she placed a hand on his chest. "Wait.", she said. "I want to see you." Maddox straightened up and realized that Tatiana's index finger was pointing at his swim trunks and that small movement downward indicated that he should remove them. Well, Maddox was never shy to get naked, so that stretchy piece of fabric was on the floor within a second. Tatiana's eyes widened as she took in his naked form. Everywhere she looked there were muscles, like a statue of a Greek God that came alive except for one part. Those statues have small cocks, and Maddox's size was impressive.

Then, he laughed and dotingly tapped my nose. "Why kind of question is that, silly? Who else would I love if not you?" I stared straight into his eyes and asked in a clear, deliberate voice, "What about Cassie Tate? Do you love her too?" Cassie Tate was the seller's name.

With her tits now exposed, Brenda looked at Tina and said, "Have you ever kissed a pussy, before? How far did you and Charlotte go?" Two more taboo lines were quickly leapt across in Tina's brain--exhibitionism and girl-girl sex--and ten seconds later, as Brenda's shorts were kicked across the patio, Tina had peeled her one-piece swimsuit off, and they were back in a now-naked embrace with their mouths hungrily attached once more.

Hmmm… I so much love the white colour and my cock twitched that she chose it for her undergarments. She stood naked before me, her smooth trembling skin glowing in the candlelight. Tia is breathtaking. Her full, heavy breasts with dark nipples already hard, soft feminine curves, and a glistening, puffy pussy already betraying her sinful arousal. I performed the ritual inspection slowly and reverently, my hands gliding over every inch of her body as if blessing it. “You are leaking, Tia. Your body weeps openly with unrepented sin.” I ran two fingers along her soaked slit, collecting her abundant wetness and holding it up for her to see.

“Is that why you keep running back to him? Parading yourself on his lap in my chair? Letting him put his hands all over what is mine?” She gave no answer, but her lips parted. Her breathing changed, faster now, shallower. I could see the rapid rise and fall of her chest. I stepped closer. She stepped back. I advanced again. She retreated until the back of her knees hit the bed and she fell onto it. The movement made her breasts jiggle inside the thin top she had chosen for her little act. The sight sent a bolt of raw lust through me so strong it nearly buckled my control. Tatiana looked up at me then. What I saw in her grey eyes made me want to do things that would complicate everything. I w

More like a shadow. Slowly, she opened her eyes to find Céline holding Tatie's hand which hung in the air. Tatiana's face twisted in the ugliest way, she wanted to rip apart Celine's hair for stopping her still she could not, because everyone would see her as vile not the sweet angel in daily magazines. Accordingly, she had to breathe out slowly, she plastered a pitiful facial expression, skillfully compelling drops of tears to fall down her cheeks. " Why are you stopping me? Let me teach this whore a lesson" she cried out.

Vanya was in the shed half naked sucking passionately on the redhead's nipples and moaning like this was a fucking motel. Not Bella. This was the redhead I ran over. “Vanya what the fuck?” I yelled, wiping my tears off. She jerked, grabbing her clothes to cover her exposed nipples. Her lips still slick with whatever she had been sucking from the redhead's breast. The redhead’s gaze met mine. My veins pulsed with anger. “Hello again Earis, my name is Tatiana. I'm sure you've met my sister Bella,” she said with a smirk on her face. Her thick, swollen pink nipples stared straight at me.

She hadn’t aged a day. Which, knowing Tatiana, probably meant she’d killed Time and made it beg for mercy. “Darling,” Tatiana purred, sunglasses on despite the dark. “You look like war wrapped in regret.” Nova didn’t smile. “Did you bring the file?” Tatiana held up a slim black case. “I brought everything, darling. Bloodlines. Hidden children. Offshore trusts. The kind of secrets that make governments flinch.” Nova took the case, but her eyes never left the older woman’s face.

Deandre Romeo My eyes stuck to see Tatiana moving around her things from the truck to my house. She pulled her hair into a bun and wore a big sweatshirt and shorts. She has no make up on too and for me I like to see her with no make up on rather than she has her makeup on. She wiped her sweat from her forehead and looked at her things like she's counting it inside her head. She turned to me and I raised my champagne glass smirking at her. She looked at me coldly and then she walked out again.

The warmth of his bare chest brushed her skin as he shifted slightly, giving her the choice to turn, or else he would force it. His body, unclothed beneath the sheets, radiated heat that seeped into her bones, comforting and overwhelming all at once. Yet his eyes were still closed. It was like his reflexes were acting too forward. Tatiana’s gaze lingered on the perfection of his features. Every line of his face looked sculpted, strong yet softened in sleep. He was like a baby who knew no pain in this world—too innocent to look upon. She gazed at him as though he were a masterpiece come alive, lying within arm’s reach.