Jean Bruce Scott Nude Romane & Geschichten

I stood there completely naked in front of him, skin flushed, nipples already hard. Bruce watched every second, his gaze dark and hungry. He started undressing too….shirt unbuttoned and tossed aside, revealing a strong, toned chest and defined abs. Pants and boxers followed, and his thick, hard cock sprang free, heavy and leaking at the tip. He was gorgeous everywhere. He stepped forward, took my hand, and led me to the large bed. He sat me down on the edge, then stood between my legs for a moment, just looking at me.

In just a few minutes, the whole buttons were completely opened and she stood before me, barely clad, with her bra in full view and her full round boobs almost spilling out of her bra. “Or better yet, why don’t you take it off yourself,” she let out in a tiny whisper, moving her hands on her body in a sensuous manner. My eyes darkened in lust, I could feel Scott struggling to break out, it is so fucking hard to look away, I just couldn’t do it. She’s pushing me beyond my limit, she’s really getting on my nerves. Damn,

Scott’s body responded with two hard throbs of his cock. Fuck. She’s the hottest woman I’ve ever been with. She was lost in passion. Scott unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants. All the while he undressed, she moved restlessly, moaning, completely lost in sensation. He took his shirt off—the last piece of clothing he had on. Then he leaned over her, right between her legs, and moved toward her face. He aligned his cock between her thighs, then nudged it intentionally to graze her entrance.

"I'm not dating Hudson. I don't want him, Bruce. I want you!" I heard the words right after they left my mouth, and I knew I sounded completely insane, but I didn't care. Bruce froze. His eyes turned entirely dark with pure lust. "Take off your clothes," he ordered. I didn't hesitate for a single second. I let my clothes drop to the floor until I was standing completely naked in front of him. I looked up at him, my body shivering. He walked over and gripped my jaw tightly, staring me straight in the eye. "Get on the bed and arch your back."

Why the fuck do I care about her comfort—she was living comfortably as Evangeline had wanted. Scott's smirk deepened, his eyes showing off the twisted thoughts that were running through his mind. "Need help?" Tension rolled through me at just the thought that anyone would see her naked but it wasn't about her, it was about what Niko—my brother—needed. I gave Niko a stern nod. "I think I can handle her on my own" Scott gave me a twisted smile as if he knew something I didn't. "I want it tonight" he ordered, what he actually meant was for me to go fucking back and record that video right the fuck now. His patience had been running low since had Alexander tried to attack Evangeline.

she shrugged inwardly. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before… Ugh. There goes my dirty mind again… “I haven’t seen that movie,” he said gruffly. “So I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She grinned wider. “It would be an honor if you could paint me like Jack Dawson painted Rose DeWitt Bukater. I suggest you watch the movie and let me know what you think. I’m willing to pay, whatever the price.”