Hollyberry X Pitaya Novels & Stories

Maria lovingly ran her fingers through the long blond hair and asked, "You like servicing my pussy, don't you? Look up at me, I want to see your blue eyes as you tell me how much you like my pussy." Holly looked up and conceded, "Yes I do! I always thought that this act was sick and perverted but with you it is incredible! I love the divine taste of your pussy and want to bring you as much pleasure as you gave me." Holly put her mouth back to the smoldering pussy, kissed, licked, and sucked with fervor.

Holly continued to act nonchalant, and took a sip of her piña-colada as she watched the grass-skirted, coconut-bra'd young women dancing. When Lana and I put our fingers together, and slid them through Holly's wet pussy lips, all the way from bottom to top, she opened her eyes wide, and sucked in her breath, no longer able to pretend her pussy wasn't on fire. Then, when I began making gentle circles on her clit, and Lana bent her finger and slid it easily into Holly's moist cunt hole, Holly had to set her glass down, and she closed her eyes, and moaned softly, "Oh, God!"

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

Beatrix delivered a peck to Peter’s left cheek. “I didn’t feel that,” “Don’t be greedy,” she responded, taking another different fruit that had a blue colour and ‘S’ shape, "Here, have a taste. Kilcetta is good. But Hilkinia fruit still remains my favourite,” “Nah, I’m not eating that. I’m allergic to it,” “Have a taste, after all, she tasted yours,” Phoenix suddenly said, attracting the others’ attention. “I won’t do such!” Peter insisted.

The little girl had just finished bathing, and Helen was helping the little girl prepped up. Hugo was right beside Jai, clearly ignoring Darrion completely as they talk, while Olsen was lying on the ground in the middle of the hallway. Kiki was inside, living up his title as Alyssa’s faithful escort. Jai nodded. “Not to the madam nor Helen, but the chef. He said the tree in the garden was Sour Pearlet, not Honey Pearlet.” Darrion frowned. “That’s not good.” Jai nodded with a slightly concerned look. “I need to ask Doctor Prime if he would still need my help on the Honey Pearlet. Cause, hey, I don’t know anything in here. I don’t have any lead so I don’t know where to go.”

A pretty pink pussy with puffy lips already flowering open in arousal greeted me, her mons shaved completely bare. I chuckled. "I was half-expecting you to have a neon blue landing patch." Holly giggled. "That's a good idea, actually." "I like the tattoo though," I added, pointing to the small image of a pair of red cherries joined together by a green leaf tattooed within her bikini area. Holly giggled again. "Only a select few ever get to see THAT one."

He did not spit it out, lest he hurt Meroy's feelings. "Young Master Hansen, don't despise it because it doesn't taste good. You will change your mind after a few more bites." Meroy saw his expression. She pursed her lips and added hurriedly, "This is not available on the market. This tree was specially brought over from India by Madam Vivian. It is a very precious tree. Most people don't like it at first, but they will love it later." Sure enough, after a while, as if Hansen's mouth was honeyed with sweetness, he felt a refreshing sensation extending down to his throat and then to his stomach. Hansen only then realized the sweetness of the fruit. He couldn't help but smile and praise it.

Her big eyes light up like wild fire at that last word. "I make the pistachio one with special nut butter brought straight from the Silvermoon Vale packs," I tell her. She lifts her thick hand up. "Say no more, Alpha. I want that one." "Great choice." "What is inside the yellow mellow jar?" she asks, peaking over. "Sweet coconut milk, fresh mango, wild pineapple, and yellow banana." "That sounds completely amazing too." "Your wolf is allowed to eat both jars, Zara." She looks at her full body and sighs. "No, my eyes are always much bigger than my fat belly."

HOLLY Holly was running late. That stupid kiss had fried her brain and taken up much more time than she'd realized. And then she'd had to collect the berries from the undergrowth in the failing light. She hadn’t found them all. She just hoped she would have enough for all four of her targets. At this rate she'd be lucky to get there in time to serve the stupid Alphas, let alone slip the berries into the wine while no one was looking. She pushed through another bramble and went ever faster. She could see the lights from the bonfires ahead.