Kacey Musgraves Nude Pics Novels & Stories

“Looks like Mrs. Crystal Smith used to work in the pornographic industry before she got married to Kayden Smith.” “She has such an innocent face, I couldn’t imagine her doing something like this.” She shut her eyes immediately, all those hateful comments were referring to her, this pictures were from two years ago, what is she going to do when her nudes is all over the internet?

If Cassy were mine, I’d make sure she was always happy, always satisfied, always getting her tight pussy fucked well every night. Fuck! I needed to get my head straight before I ruined everything. “Okay,” she said, stepping closer. Her huge tits swayed with every step. “How do I pose? I want these pics so nasty that when Luke sees them, he cums in his pants.” She climbed onto the bed, lay back, and spread her legs wide. The red thong was stretched tight over her cunt, and right in the middle was a dark, wet spot. She was soaked. Her pussy lips pressed against the fabric, puffy and outlined perfectly. She arched her back, pushing her tits up, and slipped her fingers under the waistband of the

small, athletic, perfectly proportioned, completely exposed. Kai enters and stops dead. He takes in the sight of her, the transparency of the dress, the fact that she's clearly naked underneath, the way she's positioned herself to be admired. "Jesus," Kai says quietly. "This is my wife, Tanya," Marcus says from the corner, camera already in hand. "She's all yours. Do whatever you want to her." Kai approaches slowly, like he's still processing that this is actually happening. His hand reaches out and touches her shoulder, and the contact is tentative, almost respectful.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

Beside her is her cousin, Paris Frank, who’s doing the same. I narrowed my eyes on the screen when Rachel Grey started answering the questions asked by the press. “Where is Kaisser Bennett right now?” One press person asked. Rachel Grey smiled. “He’s busy preparing for our wedding,” she replied. I raised my brow and crossed my arms against my chest. “He’s too excited and he’s scared something might go wrong.” People in the audience cooed at Rachel Grey’s remark. “Do you know about the pictures circulating in the social media? The one where Kaisser Bennett is hugging some other girl in a resort?” one reporter asked again.

Cindy laughed out loud mockingly. “Then give us two minutes to do so.” And just when Cassandra ended the call and gave Grace the phone, Grace typed some stuff, and before you knew it, she dropped the video too. “She is a bitch! Bitches, I mean!” Grace said and heaved a sigh; immediately she had dropped the video, to the surprise of Cassandra. “Love, you really uploaded those videos?” Cassandra asked; she was also surprised. Because damn! It was disgusting. It will really cause a lot In the internet, it will be termed as leaking nudes and sex tapes of sluts who were having an affair with the famous Alpha, Alpha Nelson, even for the fact that he was married.

I tore one end and walked to the dining as I poured out the contents. I cupped my mouth and took a step back. Flashes of skin. Three naked bodies. Lips apart in quiet moans of pleasure. There were pictures. Several of them. I swallowed. My hands shaking as I took a step closer and took a few in my hand. Shaky exhale escaped my lips, staring at the pictures of me, Caleb and Kyle. All of them near my house with a few posing Alice in the background drawing, eating or napping. Me talking to Caleb on the porch near his bike, his gloved hands on my hips as he leaned down to kiss me. Pictures of Kyle kissing me in the car outside the church. Photos of us naked in my living room on our couch, kissin

I half-joked. Cassidy rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I probably don’t. But if you want to send a nude or tasteful nude, I’d be up for that. Just don’t send a pic of only your dick. That’s just weird.” she wrinkled her nose. “Deal. I won’t say no to a pic back, but no pressure, my imagination is plenty.” I winked. “Cassidy!? It’s time for Collin to leave.” Mrs. Summer’s voice called up the stairs.

She shook her head disparagingly, “An Alpha who hasn’t mastered the art of taking a basic picture…tragic.” After positioning both Zeke and me, Carson posed at my side, placing a hand on her hip as she grinned proudly at the camera. I froze my smile in place and counted the number of photo’s he snapped. After the first ten she had me remove my sweatshirt, and finally my shorts. The last few shots were of us in our bikini’s, the full moon and glittering lake in the background.

She went over to the coffee table, and picked up the pictures of her and her friends. She was totally nude in all of them. In one she was sitting on the edge of the hot-tub, her friend Misty climbing out beside her. In another she was leaning back, and Misty was rubbing her tits against Krista's; an unidentifiable blonde was turned away from the camera in the background. The third was by far the most incriminating. Krista was in the house, lying on my bed, her eyes open wide and her mouth forming an 'O'. Misty was lying beside her, on her stomach, her legs spread with a clear view to her closely cropped twat. In this one, my wife was sitting on the edge of the bed drying her hair with a towe