Katie Garfield Nude Novels & Stories

It turned out that after Katie returned to the country, she had been eager to break into the domestic market and was willing to lower her status as long as the role was impressive, even if it was a supporting role. This time, she took on a role in a movie adapted from a novel, the White Moonlight. She was the male lead's former lover, who could play the piano and dance, among other things, but died. Her character was mainly focused on beauty. The scenes with her were only in the male lead's memories, and the key point was this dreamy silhouette playing the piano in the middle of a water fountain. The novel's fans had high expectations for the character. Although Katie was beautiful, her feat

“I’m here to introduce you to the reason I breathe.” I nodded to Marcus at the side of the stage. A screen behind us lit up with a single photograph. It was the picture from my desk—Katie asleep in the pillow fort, peaceful and perfect. A collective gasp rippled through the room, followed by a frenzy of clicking shutters.

"What if someone comes?" Caroline laughed. "Who? Our friends are away. Mom's at work." She shrugged. "Take a chance, bro." She fixed him with a look. "You want to see me naked? Fine, but I have to see you naked, too. A special offer which might never be repeated, to celebrate National Nude Day." Carl stared at her. "Okay," he said slowly. "It's a deal." "Great," said Caroline, throwing the newspaper down and springing lithely to her feet. She opened her robe to reveal her bikini. "I'll go and dump this in my room. See you in the pool." She grinned. "Don't forget to move the van!"

Krista exclaimed in well-acted shock. "Just some pictures I had laying around. I thought maybe it was time they saw the light of day." I reached down to the pile of pictures at Donna's feet, pulling out a truly damning picture. In it Donna was leaning back in a hot-tub, her arms stretched across the back, eyes closed. Her breasts were well up out of the water, and her nipples were clearly hard. Krista was standing between her legs, and leaning towards her, naked as the day she was born, her delicious ass just hovering at the top of the water.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

"It would be nice to have a shot of at least one of you playing." Gabriel stood up, "I'll go and get one." He couldn't wait to get away from Carole, what the hell...? Did she have any idea what she looked like, or even what they thought of her calmly taking her top off and sitting there half-naked? It wasn't even as if she had nice tits. He went immediately to Katie's room, Millie was sitting on the chair reading, and she looked up when he popped his head around the door. "Hey, Millie,"

26 - Cantaloupe Dylan Katie’s voice was barely a whisper when she told me to open my eyes. I was an impatient man, but knowing she was standing a few feet away from me, nervous and sexy in her lingerie, made me snap my eyes open, pulling away my hand from my face as soon as she allowed me. And I nearly forgot how to breathe. Katie stood in the soft pink glow of the trial room, her hands fidgeting nervously at her sides, her gaze fixed stubbornly on the floor instead of me. But nothing—not her flushed cheeks or the tremble in her body—could distract me from what she was wearing.

Vida looked so beautiful, her short Flora gown followed the wind, her pristine aura didn't go undetected, her straight legs were suddenly exposed, she looks sexy. Noah suddenly gulped, he never believe that one day he would find someone as attractive as her, she is a gem. A strong urge to ravage this beauty in his front increased with every passing second. ************* Katie was patting her heart that could no longer control the charm Liam was exuding, her heart was excited but it seems like she has a strong control over it. Liam suddenly pushed open the door. She turned instinctively, to see him in a purple coloured shirt, three buttons were undone.

She seemed restless as Katie pulleddown her drawers, sitting on the edge of the bed as Katie knelt down to roll down the stockings off Marianna May’s dainty feet. As the princess sat there naked and unashamed with her legs slightly parted, Katie could see that between the royal’s slim legs, there was glistening wetness that signified her state of arousal. Who wouldn’t be after that unexpected spectacle through the window? This wasn’t the first time Katie had seen her naked. Her lady-in-waiting was a few years older than her and had been in the employ of the princess

“Tell me,’ she said in a low tremor, ‘about your paintings. Why do you hide them?’ Nero’s fingers were now playing with her nipples. ‘I hide them because we open the chateau to the public.’ He bent his head to her ear. ‘Even the French public would find them hard to digest, don’t you think?’ Kate opened her eyes. Nero’s dark brows and piercing black eyes were barely inches from her own. ‘I think they would find them beautiful.’ She shook as Nero’s hand descended from her breasts to her stomach and then, agonisingly slowly, towards her sex. Kate had become hardly aware of the fact that he had managed to disrobe her completely. ‘The flowers,’ she continued through gritted teeth, ‘are beautiful