Gracie Kramer Nude Novels & Stories

It still took my breath away when Tina's massive jugs spilled out over the bra as it fell away. They swayed enticingly as she removed her shorts, panties and socks. Grace released my wet, hard cock just long enough for them to ease me onto my back in the bed, and then she quickly crawled between my legs to continue sucking me. While she did that, Tina got the lube and knelt behind her mother in the bed. She looked at my face and smiled as she started lubricating her mother's asshole.

Xan said. “Would not mind some Green tea if you got some!” Grace said. “Of course! I will be about five minutes my Love.” Xan said and he walked into the kitchen. Grace smiled as she quietly walked out on the balcony and turned on the hot tube. The view was of course amazing! Grace undressed until she was completely naked and slipped into the warm water. “Grace? Grace where are you?” Xan called. “Out here!” Grace called and Xan came out on the balcony with two mugs. His eyes widened as he released Grace was naked in the tub.

After saying that, she immediately walked into her room and closed the door behind her. "Phew!" Gracie frowned after entering her room and felt unusually awkward like never before. "That was so embarrassing! He must've seen my body earlier, but it's not like I can ask him if he did! He probably won't go around telling people, right? No, he won't! The supreme leader is a good person! He won't say anything to anyone!" Gracie mumbled to herself and soon found a dress that looked quite good. After putting it on, she decided to put on some makeup and go out only after meticulously making sure she looked good.

A wall of modeling photos—Grace in her prime, striking poses for fashion magazines. “She was different back then,” Romy said softly. “Before the drugs, before the obsession with status…” “Before she started torturing my son,” Ethan growled. I examined the photos closer. Grace’s parents appeared in several—her mother’s face violently crossed out while her father was circled, highlighted. “Daddy issues,” Alexander muttered. I nodded. “Sir,” Nora spoke up. “There’s something else you should see.” She opened Grace’s closet. Sketches covered the inside of the door—crude drawings of Lila and Romy bleeding, dying in various ways.

Trevor A week later is her first time in New York, and Gracie is as charming as ever. She twirls around in the red dress she picked from the stockpile in front of her. It’s day one, and we’re focused on revamping her looks. Not like I want to change a thing about her. Gracie is perfect with her copper shade of hair to those sweet lips that torment me night and day. We have a deal! No flirting and no touching. But how can I stop myself from craving her? We’ve posted every moment on social media, leaving lots of wistful comments in our wake. My social media presence is a hot trail for now, thanks to this scam.

With her earphones in, she pretty much ignored us. The worse thing about working out next to Grace was how fucking sexy she was. Every time she did a butterfly lift or a Good Morning, her muscles were sticking out so perfectly. Her spandex workout shorts really accented her ass, making my dick hard just looking at her. “Time to go.” Damon announced. Grace pulled out an earbud. “I wrote everything down for you. It’s on our coffee table. I’m going to finish the bank shit.” She wasn’t done with her workout.

“You left it on the counter again. I was just… dropping it off.” Adrian let out a low whistle, his dark eyes dragging slowly down my body — over my tight white tank top that clung to my breasts, the short denim skirt that barely covered my ass, and my bare legs. “Damn, Grace. You always dress like a little tease when you come to the locker room?” Luke grinned, slowly stroking one soapy hand down his already-thickening cock without a hint of shame. “Bet she’s been wet all day thinking about sneaking down here. Haven’t you, princess?”

My assistant’s name appeared on the screen. Nina: Morning, boss. Reminder: 10:30 call with Gracie Marie’s team. Wedding inquiry. Nina: Big budget. Very big. Like, “make vendors cry happy tears” big. I stared at the message while drinking my coffee. Gracie Marie. Model. Viral. Blonde. Beautiful in a way that made skincare brands sound like religion. I had seen her face on billboards along Sunset Boulevard, in perfume campaigns, at parties I did not want to attend but had to.

She sat down beside her trying to calm her down. "How did that happen?" Gracie asked, she knows that her friend is not someone who would easily spend a night with a guy Let alone someone she doesn't know. "I don't know, I think someone spiked my drink, I could remember sitting down in a corner and drinking. I'm scared, what if this gets out or this guy has pictures of me naked, it will ruin my career and everything I have worked so hard to build" she panicked. Gracie could feel the fear written all over her face.

With his broad hands he unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. Lisa bit her lips which was luscious to eyes. A small moan escaped from her brown lips when Damien bit hard on her nipples. "Ahhh...!!!" Celestine screamed and stood up covering her eyes. It was same as watching porn movie. "Fuck!!!" Damien cursed and left Lisa who was breathing heavily. "We can continue. Den is there to help her." Lisa said unhappily. "I am not in mood." Damien left fuming Lisa naked on bed. "Fuck you Celestine" she cursed her.