Justin Chien Nude Novels & Stories

After knocking, I heard him say, "Enter." I stepped into his bedroom, closing the door behind me and turned around to find Justin standing in front of a closet, half-naked. He wore a pair of boxers, his shirtless form adorned with droplets of water on his back. His hair, slightly wet and messy. My eyes were drawn to the crowned lion tattoo on his back, its enchanting design captivating my attention. As he turned towards me, I quickly averted my gaze, feeling a bit flustered after catching sight of his well-defined six-pack abs.

Although naked, my body felt flush as I watched Jayne drag her hands down Sue’s ample midsection, flicking her tongue, while Justin turned away and reached for me. Justin’s hot cock bumped my sticky, paint-smeared stomach. Color covered him everywhere I could see, except perhaps the top of his head, above my eye level. He guided my hand to his green and pink cock, slathering it well, and stamped my hand upon the wall until clean.

Justin gave his orders and handed a small box containing some white powder in it and Greg nodded "Yes sir...it will be done" he nodded with a bow and went his way to give orders to the rest of the crew and Justin stood there as he looked around. He was wearing his usual style, black jeans with a dress shirt and a leather jacket with black converse. His hair was in a neat cut, and he knew he looked as handsome as ever

She pulled her jersey over her head, causing Justin to let out heartfelt moan as she revealed her gauzy black bra, clearly showing off her red nipples. "Are you OK?" she asked concernedly. He coughed. "Oh, I'm fine. That was just a vocal exercise I practise every now and again." "Oh. OK." She slipped out of her skirt to reveal a tiny black thong and the tops of her hold-ups. Justin did his vocal exercise once more and crossed his legs. Claire asked, "Er, can you see enough or do you want me to...?" "Er, well feel free to leave the stockings and heels on but take the rest off please," Justin rumbled deeply.

She pushed the door open just enough to peek inside. The scene hit her like a punch. Justin lounged on the edge of his unmade bed, controller in one hand, pants around his ankles. His average build was slouched back, eyes glued to the TV screen where some shooter game blared. But it was what was happening below his waist that froze her in place. A petite young girl, maybe nineteen, knelt between his spread legs, her head bobbing rhythmically as she sucked his average dick. Her small hands gripped his thighs, nails digging in as she took him deep, her cheeks hollowing with each pull. Saliva glistened on her chin, dripping onto the carpet. Justin's free hand tangled in her blonde hair, guiding

She looked at Justin, who was now naked from the waist down, stroking himself to full hardness with a casual, obscene confidence. “On the floor,” Justin said, not asking. With a sob caught in her throat, Debby lay down on the carpet in the center of the circle. She pulled her dress up, exposing plain white panties. She didn’t remove them. Justin knelt between her legs, roughly yanking the fabric aside. He spat into his hand, slicked himself with a crude, hurried motion, and without any further preparation, pressed the thick head of his dick against her tight, forbidden opening.

She pulled her jersey over her head, causing Justin to let out heartfelt moan as she revealed her gauzy black bra, clearly showing off her red nipples. "Are you OK?" she asked concernedly. He coughed. "Oh, I'm fine. That was just a vocal exercise I practise every now and again." "Oh. OK." She slipped out of her skirt to reveal a tiny black thong and the tops of her hold-ups. Justin did his vocal exercise once more and crossed his legs. Claire asked, "Er, can you see enough or do you want me to...?" "Er, well feel free to leave the stockings and heels on but take the rest off please," Justin rumbled deeply.

She had a bed to sleep in; she had food to eat and a nice wooden floor to dance on. ~KAHLAN AND JUSTIN~ Justin rushed out to the car, wearing a green Aero shirt with dark blue jeans. He looked as if he was finally awake and ready to take the day by storm. His light brown hair was sitting messily, with fresh gel, and his skin almost the perfect tone. He had a great look and it was attractive, I must admit. Especially when the sun beamed on him like it is at this particular moment, almost like a teenaged god. I turned my attention back to my phone as he got into the car.

Justin said mockingly he don’t think Ella is an innocent and virgin girl, in reply Ella just shakes her head. For Justin it’s normal while exercising he like to do it topless, at least that saved him washing extra clothes, he was living in boy’s dormitory and moving around with just boxer on his lower body. “You can see, I must say you should keep this habit as I don’t like wearing clothes inside” just then door knocked, Ella goes to see who came. A man came with two set of night dress one for her and other for Justin. She hurriedly took the dree and throw it over Justin. While throwing she saw Justin’s body if you ignore the scar on his face, Justin’s body is God like after all he is workin

Gu Mocheng did not reply Shen Linfeng. He turned off his phone and looked around the lounge. It looked warm and dreamy, like how Jian Jianan decorated her own bedroom. It was settling to the heart to step into. On an end table stood a picture of Jian Jianan. She was wearing a black leather top and pants, her mildly curly hair was dyed a yellowish gold, and her skin looked even fairer and smoother. She leaned against a cool-looking motorcycle, wearing a pair of sunglasses and posing with an aloof, unapproachable demeanor.