Juli Baker Flipped Novels & Stories

“Hay doc?” Mj asked as calmly as she could and Julie looked up at her surprised “how about taking a look at my teeth hu?” Julie nodded absently and grabbed a pair of latex gloves. “Open wide for me” Julie said and reached for Mj’s mouth but she did not do as the doctor directed instead she grinned at her “not so fast doc I get to ask something before you go digging around in there” Julie nodded and pulled her lips into a thin line waiting for Mj to ask. “I want you to tell me the story behind you and Azreal,” Mj figured her question was an innocent one but she noted the change in Julie's eyes.

She told them, "It's been a couple of years and I'm a little buzzed so don't expect too much." There was silence in the room as Julie went to the center of the room, kicked off her heels, then did a split on the floor. She had the full attention of the guys as she stood up on one leg and raised the other straight over her head, showing off her white thong. The guys were asking for more and she bent over backwards and did a walk over, where she would raise one leg over her head, followed by the other, then stood before them, taking in their applause. Ken then said, "That was awesome Julie. You know, it would be even better if you weren't wearing those panties."

"The Bakers threw an engagement party for Janet, even without Charles there. So now, Janet's been parading around as Charles's fiancee ever since." Jade snapped out of her recounting, a realization dawning on her. "This has to be Janet's handiwork." Julian shook his head, not quite convinced. "I wouldn't jump to conclusions. Janet's just a small player. She doesn't have the clout for this kind of drama." "Then what are you suggesting?" Jade's curiosity was piqued. If not Janet, then who was behind it all? "Have you totally forgotten about Janet's dad, Milo Baker?" Julian snapped to attention. "Who else would dare to spill the beans and trash-talk Winter, while Charles just sits back and does

she wailed. My strokes were becoming sloppier. I was almost there. “Nope. Not good enough. Try again,” I panted. “Please, please, please give me your cum, Mr. Baker.” “Why?” “Because I’m your slutty nanny.” “That’s right. Remember that.” I pulled out and flipped her onto her back and climbed to my feet. I folded her until her ass and pussy were in the air and dropped my dick in her pussy. Kierra’s head snapped back and forth from the overwhelming sensation of the new angle.

Mirabel watched it unfold right before her eyes. The nervousness when Trevor was entering the examination room. The grand finale was right around the corner and she was excited. She shot off a text to an unsaved contact. “Handled the bakery yet?” The response came in two seconds. “Yes.” Everything was going according to plan. The secret photographer had just sent her the shots he took of Julie leaving Jotham’s house dressed in his clothes. They were perfect, her face was showing. You couldn’t deny that it was photoshopped.

She collapsed onto the floor, her hair disheveled, wailing loudly without the slightest concern for how she looked. “I did it all for this family! Was it wrong for me to try to save money? Are you trying to drive me to my death?” I walked over to her and slowly crouched down. “Mom, do you know why I dared to flip the table today?” I said softly. She lifted her head in confusion, her tear-filled eyes staring at me. From the pocket of my pants, I slowly pulled out a folded sheet of paper. Under the watchful gaze of everyone in the room, I carefully unfolded it.

I began but Atlas brushed past me. “Yes, Bella,” He said, “I’ll have you know that Julia was an amazing baker since her childhood. She stopped baking as she grew but her skills lingered.” he taunted. “If you are going to prove you’re her, don’t back out now.” I watched him for a few seconds, my jaw hanging loose, a smile gracing my lips as the scent of flour reached me all over again. I felt like I was floating in a fever dream and I wanted it to last forever because Atlas was giving me a chance. “Game on,”