Jenny Lloyd Nude Novels & Stories

I asked her slowly, enunciating each word carefully so I could be sure I heard her correctly. She smiled at me and nodded. “Matt likes her, and I had to admit that I was curious about her,” she told me. “So, yes. We were hanging out.” “This is fun and all, but do you think I can get some privacy?” Judy asked, turning her back towards us so we were no longer in view of her incredibly full breasts. “Oh, Goddess!” Irene gasped, finally noticing that Judy was completely shirtless and braless. Why the hell was she braless?

I gently took her hand, trying to stay calm. “What are you doing?” I asked firmly. “Still getting changed,” she smiled, and kept going. I was starting to lose my cool. “Jay,” Paul said, ”if she wants to change, let her.” His tone was serious. “I agree,” Aaron grinned. Jenny pulled off her jeans, revealing a pair of shorts underneath. “Jay,” she smiled at me, ”I don’t think this is your call—but whatever.” She laughed and, with one smooth motion, pulled off her shirt to reveal her swimsuit. The guys burst out laughing.

She participated in some of Alpha Viktor's threads by making some posts. I can't deny the attractiveness of Jenny's figure. She has flawless porcelain skin, and in addition to her angelic face, the rest of her body, including her healthy breasts, can be compared to the models that appear in publications. Alpha Viktor's icily delivered response to her was, "All clothes suit you, Jenny." He then turned his attention to me. Jenny arrived at Alpha Viktor's location in a hurry. She posed for him by flexing her body in front of him and asked, "Viktor, do you find that I am the most beautiful of all the women?"

Jenny looked up at her, and before she could even do or say a thing, Mina slapped her hard. The girls exclaimed, but none of them said a thing. It was probably a desire of theirs too. “I’m sorry. I couldn’t hold it.” She said to me, and returned to her seat. Then Jenny scoffed. “So what?” She asked, and we were all shocked at the transformation of her voice. Her sweet voice had fallen apart, revealing a hard voice. “You think I’m going to go to the public, and tell them I photo shopped those photos? No way. Even if you hit me, torture me, or threaten me. I’m never going to say that.” She said, looking at us with soulless eyes.