Giselle Lynette Nude Novels & Stories

she said, shutting the door behind her. The moment Cassie looked up and really saw Giselle, something tugged quietly at her chest. The woman looked… tired, but not broken. Soft, yet carrying a heaviness that didn’t belong to her. “I took a few days off work to clear my head,” Giselle said, her eyes glued to Cassie like she was studying her. “You’re more beautiful than I imagined. I didn’t realize your eyes were purple in your videos. Are they contacts?” Cassie chuckled softly. “Probably just the lighting. I don’t wear contacts.”

Heat crawled up my face and spread through my entire body like fire. Because right there on my screen— Denzel and Giselle lay naked on his bed. Giselle's arms were around Denzel's neck while Denzel's lips were on her neck, sucking hungryly. She was spread out on Denzel's bed and he soon was kissing her everywhere. He suckled hungryly on her hard erect nipples, making Giselle whimper in pleasure. His hands were roaming all over her now and she gasped when his fingers slid down between her thighs and connected with her clit. “You're so fucking wet,” he growled, his eyes darkening.