Glamrock Freddy And Gregory Novels & Stories

I just shook my head and let him go. I might date girls here or else I'll lose my mind and maybe I'll go home to the Philippines and force her to be with me. Let me be criminal. At night, exactly 8 pm, Greg and I went to Gab's house. We were greeted by our comrades. There were girls dancing and drinking inside. The music that filled the night seems to wake up our slumbering minds to have fun. "Man, I'm glad you came." "It's not a big deal man,"

I sprawled out, coughing up enough river water to fill a kiddie pool. Barbie, meanwhile, was sitting on a rock nearby, looking like a drowned cat with glitter. “I think I swallowed a fish.” “Good for you,” I croaked, “extra protein.” She glared, wringing out her wings. “If I die of salmonella, I’m haunting you.” Gregor crouched beside me, eyes scanning my limbs with that intense alpha medic expression. His hair was plastered to his forehead, his jaw bruised, a fresh cut glistening on his collarbone.

Survival instincts forced Freddy to hug Brock's thigh desperately and wail miserably. Freddy's sorrowful wailing echoed across the endless azure blue sea, and soon disappeared into the sea breeze. Brock's face was cold. He shook his leg in disgust and kicked away Freddy's hands that were holding his thigh fiercely. He flicked away the dust on his pants and yelled. "Quick! Throw him into the sea!" The two men immediately picked Freddy up and walked toward the deck outside the cabin.

Gregory perks up seeing them and smiles my way. "A treat?"he questions pointing at them. Both girls are drugged, so they just stand there. "Yes, we deserve a treat, and to show I'm not upset at your insolence, I will let you pick first," he looks happy before his face falls. "I'm sorry, Warren. I just heard rumors about Tyler Savage and how brutal he is. It won't happen again. I'm truly sorry, "I sigh as I pat his back and survey our pets. Gregory looks at them with interest and walks around them, checking them out. Both look similar to Angie but aren't her. I sigh sadly. I miss her tight holes. I miss her screaming as I beat and fuck her. I watch Gregory pick and lead his pet off while I ta

Perhaps it was because there was two cocks stimulating all my pleasure points and sensitive spots. I lost track of time, of anything that was happening. The only thing I was still aware of, was the two cocks fucking into me. “Oh god.” I cried out weakly, my hands struggling to grip unto Blaze’s broad, sweaty shoulders. “Are you masters’ good little slave?” Gregg asked as he plundered my ass and I cried out, sobbing as I nodded desperately. “Yes! I am!” I screamed as pleasure began to swell within me all over again, till my eyes rolled into my head one more time.

How can someone expect a woman to keep her hands to herself in a situation like this? It wasn't in my plan to feel horny and let Spencer's touch burn me for the evening. However, Freddie, Grammy's best friend had other ideas. According to him, we are young so we should spend our “Honeymoon” by enjoying every second of it. No matter how many times we tried to refuse his exotic offer, the more he pushed until we gave in and now we are here. I feel like he possesses the eyes of a hawk. If he weren't Grammy's friend who is extremely happy that Spencer finally has a girlfriend, I would find him extremely creepy.

“Tell me, little man, how exactly are you going to fight those evil people? What’s your big plan?” Greg’s face lit up like Christmas morning. Without warning, he climbed onto his chair and then boldly onto the edge of the table, standing tall with his little chest puffed out and fists planted on his hips. “Yeah! I am Mafia Greg and I am here!” he announced dramatically, striking a superhero pose that sent a ripple of laughter through the room. “I’m gonna use my super strength to punch the bad guys, and I’ll drive a fast car like Daddy’s, and I’ll have guns but only for protection, and I’ll never let anyone make Mommy cry again. Boom! Bad guys down!”

I look him in the eyes, not impressed, and he smiles. “Look at you and Dylan Ashford, he used you for the sex and when his girl fell pregnant, he kicked you to the curb, and look at you…” he says and I smack his hand away as I look out of the window to avoid him being the tears that decide to appear in my eyes. “He might realize what he lost today,” Greg says as he places one hand on my exposed legs. I try to push it away, but he doesn’t budge. “This body is mine to touch today,” he says as he moves his hand upper my thighs.

Gregory laughed maniacally before asking, "what do you see in this idiot? Is it the money? I also have some good money in my account. I have amassed some fortune for myself through cybercrime. I hope you don't mind that." "I don't know if you are deaf, I want absolutely nothing to do with you!" Gregory pulled Muna flush against him and forced a kiss on her lips. She pushed away from him, but he dragged her by the hair and started kissing her neck. I finally untied the stupid rope and got up from the chair. Looking around for something I could use as a weapon, I spotted a wooden stick. I picked it up and came up behind Gregory, he had no time to dodge as I hit him at the back of his head.

He'd spent enough time around Gregory to know he didn’t want a minute more in his company. "So soon?" Gregory's brow raised. "You couldn't even pretend now after you got what you wanted?" Ollie let out a forced chuckle. No, he couldn’t. "Besides, some beautiful girls are about to roll in. We should celebrate with that," Gregory continued, his eyes glinting with lewd excitement. “Not that he needs to,” said Freddy, a friend of Gregory’s, his aged voice scratchy from the corner of the private bar. “With a face like his, girls probably fall into his lap.” His eyes crinkled as he grinned.