Femi Taylor Nude Novels & Stories

“Maybe wash the stupidity out of today.” I started removing my clothes, piece by piece, until I was fully naked. I pushed open the bathroom door, steam already fogging the glass. Then I saw her. Taylor. She was naked in the shower. Her body was built like a goddess', just as I remembered. Her back to me, her hair wet, her shoulders tense as if she had been crying or thinking too much. I don't know how I could tell. She turned slowly, water running down her skin, her eyes widening when she saw me standing there, just as naked, just as startled.

“I asked her why she is doing it, why did she suddenly change, you know what she replied be with? She said, Life is too short, let me enjoy myself to the fullest. This was the same person who was an ambassador of modesty, Decent dressing. I asked her if she could still enjoy herself without changing a bit of her, and she said, this is my appearance from today henceforth you better get used to it or I'll dump you, now this was the first time she is going to threaten me with a breakup. We were obsessed with each other so no one made the mistake of ever spilling anything about breaking up. I went to meet with her parents and they said they were surprised by her sudden change they tried talking

“What are you talking about?” Damien turned the phone toward her. On the screen was her secret OnlyFans page. Not just the main one — the locked posts. The ones where she was completely naked, legs spread, fingering herself. Another picture showed her shoving a dildo deep in her pussy with the caption “wish this was your cock daddy.” Riley’s face went pale. “Delete that right now. That’s private.”