Hello Molly Novels & Stories

I loved the way her pussy flesh wrapped around me and the way her wetness made it an easy entry. She was moaning really loud now and it was like music to my ears, I closed my eyes, cupping her boobs with my hands and was thrusting faster. I let go of her breast at some point and started touching her clit once more, she was on fire and so was I. Her pleasure was mine because she was moving with me, twirling her hips in that way she was doing. It was driving me insane and I just couldn’t have enough. I was thrusting faster that I could hear the couch moaning in mercy but I just didn’t care, I want her, like hell I do. My body craves for her, my dick loves being balls deep inside her. I have ha

(Molly’s POV) The phone rang as I was stirring a warm drink in my small cabin in Norway. The silver spoon clinked softly against the mug. Few people could reach me in this remote place. “Hello?” A familiar voice, one that had once brought me joy, then disgust, and now only a quiet emptiness, came through the line. “Molly… is that you?” I was silent for a moment before I finally spoke. “What do you want?” “Gods, Molly, it’s you… it’s really you…” Clarence’s voice was shaking, on the verge of tears. “I thought… I thought I’d never hear your voice again…”

Molly moved to sit sideways on my lap, her head still against my chest, so she could see Trace and Jess. “Molly.” Jess gave her a smile. All the hostility from earlier was gone. “How are you feeling?” Molly stretched her leg out, just a bit, shifting and getting more comfortable. “I’m okay. It’s—I’ve had guns pointed at me before, but this one was a first. Never had it against my head.” She gave her a sheepish grin. “I’m a little embarrassed, but I’m okay. Really.” Jess was skirting between Molly and me. “Do you want something to eat? Drink? We can go up and I can make you broth?”

"I'm not worried about Uncle Klein. I mean Holly..." While saying this, Molly took out her mobile phone and scrolled out a photo. She pointed to the back of Howard and said, "This, this... the other person in the photo is Holly, right?" "Ah... You also recognize him?" Originally, it was just a guess, but Molly's face turned gloomy after Natalie admitted it. "So, you should hurry up and ask Holly to stop contacting Uncle Klein! Even if he has been dumped by sister Chloe, he can't look for a man, can he?"

Her nose was pink and her face was mushy. “Thank you,” Molly took a sip of it and said, putting the cup on the bedside. “I have never seen you like this. What’s going on?” “You and I we’re friends right?” “Yes.” “Who am I?” “What?” “Who am I?” “You’re Molly . . . Molly Shane.” “No I’m not. I’m Molly Gray. I don’t know who Molly Shane is, I don’t know who this is and it is freaking me out.” “Hey calm down it’s o.k.”

“Alright. Let’s try this.” I called Vivian and asked her to put Molly on the video call. There Molly was, sitting on the couch with arms crossed, pouting. Her eyes lit up immediately when she saw Celeste on the screen. “Aunt Celeste!” she exclaimed, jumping up. “Hey, you little troublemaker,” Celeste’s voice was warm and playful. “How’s my favorite girl doing today?” Molly sniffled, pressing her forehead against the camera as if she could reach through and touch Celeste. “I… I don’t want school. I miss you… I miss Uncle Ry-Ry…”

She could not hide the bitter expression on her face which made Molly smirk. “You are surprised to find me here? Aww. So bad.” She was Molly who never gave a damn about any shitty person. She pushed her aside and entered the living room with a big smile on her face. “Hey, Geena!” She hugged Geena and tilted back a little to have a look at her, “You look fabulous!” Geena waved off the praise and made her sit in the living room. Chloe was standing But the words that came out of Molly’s mouth made everyone sitting there frozen.

“Hello?” A voice on the other end spoke, and it was one she recognized almost instantly. Molly almost jumped off the couch, her heart racing as she shifted the phone to the other ear. “Oh, my God, what the fuck, Carmen. Where the hell have you been?”

Wait so she's into chicks too. I decided to stop eavesdropping and make my presence known and say Hi. I walk in and they immediately stop talking. The unknown woman who Angel is speaking to starts to choke on whatever she's drinking and both of their attention is on me now. "Good afternoon ladies" I greet them with a smile on my face. "Good afternoon to you too " says the lady "I'm Molly, Angelina's best friend" she gives me her hand to shake, which I gladly accept.

I said. Molly’s face lit up. “Oh my God, you’re living my dream right now.” “Yeah, well, your dream didn’t come with creepy messages from strangers,” I said. Her smile dropped right away. “…What?” I pulled out my phone and showed her the message. She read it once and looked up at me with worried eyes. “Okay,” she said, “that’s… not normal. Like, at all. That’s straight-up serial killer intro message.” “Great,” I muttered. “Love that for me.”