Jenna Summers Novels & Stories

She said. I don't know if I should tell her my real name. "My name is Bethany."I managed to say. "Thats a nice name ,unlike mine its manly."She said . "Its a nice name ,I can call you Christy." "I never thought of shortening my name."She said smiling. "So Let's be friends."she added. "Sure."

I sat in my seat looking their way with a broad smile on my face. My attention was drawn to Jenna as she stepped out of her dressing room in her sheer baby doll set. Her pink areola and nipples stood our proudly from her "B" cup size titties. She walked right over to me as the three ladies watched. Jenna asked, "So what do you think daddy? Do you like this on me?" She continued saying, "I love the baby doll set. I think it looks great on me. My titties and my pussy can be seen even though I have to wear these store supplied panties."

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

Her hands stayed by her side, clenched tightly in a fist, absolutely unable to say anything. "Hey!, don't you think that you're too lofty for a trashed up limp?!. Do you know that Jason is one of the sponsors for this movie - without his financial aid, this movie would definitely flop"- I listened to her trash talk repeatedly in her incredibly annoying high pitched voice. I had my hands over my forehead, feeling a sudden wave of headache coming on from absolutely nowhere. "You're done?." - I asked,my voice low and almost exhausted. "Are you done saying nonsense?" - she paused, her eyes staring at me widely in disbelief.

She barked, "Are you questioning my ability to pay?" Ricky immediately jumped in to back her up and even called her his wife. "Are you looking down on my wife? We could easily afford three mansions if we wanted to, let alone one!" Frowning slightly, I silently studied Jenna's expression. As far as I knew, even if she sold herself, she wouldn't be able to come up with that kind of money. Jenna was just a small-time streamer who spent her days gossiping about drama between women online to attract a few wealthy viewers.

I said. "... you have had your ten, but then the Alpha gets you pregnant again? Abortion, Adoption or keep?" he finished. "Do you ever think the Alpha's brothers are hot?" Mason inquired "Or his sisters. Jesus Christ. Elena and Bella are the mateless ones, right?" Mason said. "There's sweet little Lisa too, but she's only sixteen." "Sixteen is old enough for me," Max said, a disturbing smile creeping onto his face. "You guys are sick," I spat only satisfying them even more.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

Jenna started to be a little nonsense. The man irritably took out his passport and gave it to Jenna. Adam Lynch 30 years Vancouver, Canada She cleared her throat slightly, then took a picture of Adam's passport. After that, she returned it. "Okay Adam, I'll officially introduce myself. My name is Jenna Johnson. Just call me Jenna. From now on until checkout, you have to follow my rules, okay?" Jenna said with a sweet smile, she was already imagining that she would be paid 50 times from the rent bill of her room!

Just as he was about to walk out of the hotel’s entrance, someone came over and stopped him. “Why are you leaving alone? Weren’t you with Fernie?” a woman asked. She looked at him with a smile plastered on her charming red lips. “Jenna Sanders?” Jeremy looked at the woman in front of him. They had filmed three movies together in the past. She was also one of the most popular female celebrities right now. Jenna walked over and tried to hold his arm. “Since she isn’t willing to accompany you, shall I keep you company?”

"I wasn't. Billionaire or not, after what Sam did to me, I swear I'd rather die a nun than trust any other man. No offense, Jason." "None taken, Belle," Jason chuckled. "It's just… I don't care anymore. Men are my least favorite people in the world right now. I loathe them." Jenna laughed. "Right. And yet your eyes were stuck to that hot billionaire like glue." "They weren't." "They were." Before I could argue again, Jenna grabbed a napkin, scribbled something fast, and waved at a waiter. "What are you doing?" I reached for her hand. "Getting your groove back," she winked with a mischievous smile.