Harley Quinn Smith Nude Novels & Stories

He’s been my little wingman through all of this. I scan the crowd again and spot the red and black. Of course Alice is Harley Quinn. I smile to myself as I walk over and look her up and down. She’s got on the classic Harley costume. Not the new one from Suicide Squad, but the black and red jester outfit that hugs her lush full curves in all the right places and makes my mouth water. Her hair is down, and the dark curls frame her face. She’s not wearing her glasses, and her eye makeup is heavy. She looks like a nerd's wet dream, and I’m having a hard time walking a straight line to her.

"Great. Just great" "Aren't you taking Harry and Diane's picture?" Ryan asked Harley to remind her, also to take her out of the sour mood she's still in. Harley smiled, quickly shaking off the bad spirit. "I'm taking them" She said, pulling out her phone from the back pocket of her jeans. She tapped on it. "Okayyyy....pose for the camera" She sang, her phone afront us. I rolled my eyes and she lowered the camera. "Harry!" She glared at me and I sighed.

She was a good kisser. Emerald Smith, making out with Sasha Pierson, the perfect cinematography to any lesbian porn video ever shot. The crowd that swelled up the boundary around these two begun to cheer triumphantly as the make out session ensued. Sasha's hands slowly lifted the hem of Emerald's shirt , exposing the butterfly tattoo carved on her lower back. Zac and I share cunning winks as he saluted me with his tumbler cup filled with booze.

However, just as I was about to do it, Harley, who was behind me, pressed tightly against me again. "Cathy, let me hug you once more. I'm feeling so uncomfortable. Cathy, I like you. I've always liked you. Can't you feel it? I know I'm not a match for Blake, but I love you! Can't you consider me?" I was hugged by Harley from behind. I was so anxious that I did not feel the instinctive fear. Harley didn't mean to hurt me. He was drugged and couldn't control himself. The most important thing now was to detoxify Harley.

I feel myself smiling, she looks positively dangerous. Kevin’s in trouble. Harley’s eyes land on me, like she’s known where I was in the crowd this entire time. I see the corner of her lips curl up just a bit before she walks up into the cage. The door is locked behind them. I look at Kevin; he’s ready. No more smiles and goofing off. My gut turns to knots at the thought of my beautiful Harley getting knocked about by some douchebag kid. I remind myself she’s a former National Champion, but it does little to nothing to make me feel better.

Quinn, Emma and Tania came out of the house fanning themselves to cool off from dancing and saw the crowd. Reese was standing on the opposite side with his mates Jacob and Mac, he had no shirt on, his jeans sitting low on his hips showing his amazing flat abdominal muscles and a well-defined v-line with a little happy trail of dark hair going from below his belly button and disappearing into his pants. He had tattoos on his shoulders coming down his biceps which just added to the dangerous sexy vibe. He was leaning back against a BBQ table and inhaled a drag from his vape sending a great cloud of smoke up into the air. He looked up through his dark bangs as the smoke cleared to see Quinn sta

Andre Quinn's nudity was artistic. His perfection ran from his glistening golden skin washed in the sweat of his desire and the indigo wax which decorated his smooth skin like pearls of the rarest kind, to the curves of his perfect ass, and his responsiveness to her touch. Because she was used to him being at the dominant end, she hadn't known that her lover's body was this sensitive, except the part where he came a truckload after being blown.

Fuck this woman is something else. I lay back down and graciously as requested, begin to slide my bottoms down my legs until they reach my mid-thighs. “Your body is amazing, Levy.” Harper lowers her head and begins to trace the cut of my abs one by one. Her tongue is warm and wet, I can just imagine it licking my shaft. “You should model motorbikes, Levy. All bare-chested straddling your bike with all the humming between your legs.” I open my eyes wide, damn she has a fierce imagination.

In Harvey's eyes, her appearance seemed to be inviting him. Harvey was no different from an animal in heat, he held the body tightly under him, and pushed vigorously below. He smiled crookedly and pervertedly. If Quinn was still awake and saw his smile, she would definitely run far away. The pleasure made him lost in her body. Let's start with his perverted sentences: “Quinn, do you like it, can you see, this part of me is clamping down on me… it feels so good… I will force you to death at this rate… ha… ha… the vagina sucks so tightly…”

"Now flip your camera so I can see my panties." I tapped the reverse camera button and saw my sock-clad cock and her red panties in the small window on my screen. My tall rod leaned to one side, pushed by the tight crotch of her underwear. Harley Quinn smiled back in the big window. "Now I want you to run your middle finger over your panties just like I am right now...and keep breathing in my sock." I left her sock hanging on my face and lowered my finger to my crotch. I rubbed my balls through the damp red lace. My pole bounced uncontrollably.