Novel & Cerita Jessica Nude

What secrets were we yet to uncover. As I approached Belle, naked, I laid down beside her, only for her to shift and leave Jessica sitting there completely naked. I was shocked but quickly jumped up and went to get her a t-shirt. As much as I wanted to see my mate naked and, in my arms, I knew she was not ready for that tonight. I was walking back after having put on a pair of shorts, when I noticed something on Jessica’s back. As I got closer, my heart sank. Her back was a mess of scars from years of abuse. I felt rage start to overcome me, when Gunner came forward.

Confused murmurs filled the air as all heads turned toward the large screen at the front of the hall. Ivory also being confused slowly lifted her head only to end up being surprised, there, it's a video, a scandalous video playing for everyone to see. A very explicit video. Jessica and Jessica were together on the bed, her body entangled with Jacob's. Both of them barely had clothes almost naked, her hands roaming on his bare body, while his mouth trailing down her neck as she moaned his name, "Ja... Jacob.... Ahhh... You're so amazing!"

Always wet, always ready, always throbbing for the thick cock that tore her apart every night. It was a Friday at the end of March, São Paulo sweltering under a humid heat that made clothes stick to skin. The office air-conditioning couldn’t keep up. Jéssica left early, claiming a headache. She wore a light white dress, almost transparent under the right light, short enough to flash the curve of her ass with every step. No panties, no bra—the sacred rule now. Her nipples rubbed against the thin fabric, hard since mid-afternoon when Fabian sent a simple message:

Her gaze dropped to the phone in his other hand and caught the image of her before the screen went dark. A slow, knowing smile curved Jessica’s lips. She didn’t say a word. Instead she peeled off her wet clothes right there in the doorway. Her shirt, bra, jeans, panties until she stood naked and dripping. Her nipples were tight from the cold rain. She walked over to the couch on silent feet.

I hung up and asked a maid to allow him in. He rushed upstairs panting as he held my phone. I collected it and played the video that was on the screen. I couldn't say anything as I saw Jessica, if that's her name, look like a zombie while staring at a burning house. She was smiling, a smile that looked more of someone that had lost everything. She stood still for kind and everyone around there screamed then fell to the ground. It wasn't a pleasant sight but I wanted to hide my expression from Marshall. Marshall looked at me as if he was about to cry. She smelled of ashes. Like I predicted, he started crying.

Jessica steps into her penthouse, it's midnight already and she is exhausted. She barely has any strength left to turn on the lights and walks around the penthouse in the darkness with only the street lights of the city illuminating the place. She slowly undresses as she makes her way around the penthouse in her underwear on her way to the bathroom to take a much-needed shower. She runs the hot water and steps under the hot water jets, the water droplets of the shower gently massaging her body, and soaking her long black hair. wearing a business suit and tie, she could clearly see he was muscular and in perfect shape. Jessica catches herself rubbing her breast while thinking about this man,

Then, Jessica broke the perimeter. She emerged from the shadows of the indoor flora. The air between us instantly snapped with an electric, undeniable heat. She was wearing a blood – red slip dress that looked as though it would slide off her shoulders with a strong breeze. But her usual predatory elegance was gone. Her eyes were dark, dilated, and entirely desperate as she walked toward me. "You look..." Jessica started, her voice dropping to a breathless rasp that sent a shiver straight down my spine. "...fucking lethal."

Confused on what to do, Christopher let Jessica take charge of his mind as she guided him gently to the couch. “She doesn’t deserve you.” Jessica went ahead to lock the door so no one would barge in again. Christopher watched her swaying her bare ass with keen interest. It reminded him of everything they had shared before they fell apart. “I will make you feel good forever.” Jessica giggled as she pulled off her panties and transparent outfit completely. She had purposely wore a revealing outfit to get her plans done. She removed his trouser too, got on her kneels and licked up the cum that already sipped from his cock to his thighs.

Slowly she moved backwards while pulling him to the bed and let herself drop on it after she removed her short dress with one pull. ¨Make love to me, Alexander!¨ Jessica whispered, lying in all her naked glory in front of him on the bed with her perky full breast calling out to him, begging him to be touched and her sexy legs slightly parted…giving him a perfect view of her aroused state she was in and he licked his lower lip as he slowly removed his shirt and then his pants. Finally he lowered the last piece of clothing, his boxer, releasing his hard as a rock erection who jumped out ready for some serious action!

Blake was shocked and immediately walked in. Jessica slipped on a stone under her feet and instinctively exclaimed. After she stood firm, she was stunned. The water above her poured over her head, and the man in front of her stood and asked her anxiously, "What's wrong?" Jessica blushed from head to toe, wrapped her arms around her body and squatted down. "You, what are you doing here?" Blake looked at Jessica's white body swaying in the firelight. In fact, Jessica had not taken off all her clothes and was still wearing her underwear. He was a little disappointed and said, "You are still wearing clothes when you take a shower..."