Lil Peep Black And White Novels & Stories

Because her pussy was wet, I could easily penetrate it behind her. "Oh yes," Unice whispered as I hugged her waist and kissed her neck while slow-moving my hips up and down for her pleasure. Continuing to my hips, I slow it down for a moment before increasing my speed again, holding her waist, paying attention to my position so I can reach her excellent spot. Grabbed out my phone and adjusted it in front of Unice, switching it to the front cam. She giggled a little and covered her face. Eventually, she showed her face and grabbed the pillow as I continued to penetrate her, making sloppy and clapping sounds while she groaned.

Such mentally sick people. Kristen was about talking when Daniel entered the training ground, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted him. Most of the female mobsters drooled at the sight of him. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and black leather pants, he was smoking hot. His exposed biceps weren't helping matters, as they added to his sexily fit body, making the females have wild thoughts. Kristen rolled her eyes. Daniel saw it but choose to ignore her. He had better things to do than calling the brat to order.

My computer is open on my lap with young and Hungry playing on N*****x. I get a ping off my phone and open I*******m up. I click on Riley's profile and see a video that she just posted two minutes ago. I click on it and music immediately envelopes my ears. "Hey bitches," Riley shouts over the music. "We are here with the hottest group of people on the planet-"

She was the epitome of crazy but I found myself awfully aroused by this web of issues. "Are you here for the party? Because it ended quite a well ago." Lilith drawled, taking a peculiarity to her little finger. It was covered in black paint and the sheen it gave us implied it had just been applied. Lilith's eyes then propped up and a look of surprise graced those hollow black eyes. "Devin Crow." She muttered. "What a wonderful surprise."

LEILANI'S POV: I nervously walk inside Mr. Black's office, closing the door behind me. I walk over to his desk. He was sitting down behind the huge mahogany desk, wearing a spectacle, his eyes fixed on the laptop before him. "Good morning, Sir." I greeted. He nodded and motioned for me to come to his side. I bite on my lower lip nervously and walk behind the desk to his side. He pointed at the screen of his laptop, I bent my back, my hand on the desk and my eyes fixed on the screen reading what was written there.

Liliane opened the message and found a link inside. Clicking on it, she was directed to a website with a pure black background. Opium poppies slowly bloomed, giving off an eerie vibe. The flowers seemed to be stained red with blood. As Liliane watched the animation on her phone, her heart pounded rapidly until it finally ended. "Ms. Anstey, do you need me to call a doctor?" the concerned caretaker asked. Suppressing her fear, Liliane replied gently, "Yes, please."

She was enjoying it all—she was enjoying my man. The men that were watching me were watching the video with rapt attention. Lewd bastards! Disgusting pigs! They hooted as Lilian took off her dress to reveal her black lacey bra holding her ample bosom. The hoots of the men became louder, and more pieces of my heart chipped off. They shoved the phone closer to my face, and the light made my eyes sting, but I couldn’t look away. Every part of me was praying that this all was forged, that this was all a bad dream, and that I would soon wake up. But the more the video played, the more I lost hope and the more insignificant the prayers became.

Lilith POV “Finally, we meet face to face... Lilith,” she whispered, her fake British accent roared realm, disturbing the quietness, The dim light from the gate's lamps shined on her, revealing nothing but true beauty, she was gorgeous. It's her, I thought, the same woman I've seen in my nightmares. Wearing a white dress that clung to her body, perking her breasts closer to her collar bone, the long slit on both sides running up thin thighs, exposing her bikini area, easily, I recognized her bright purple eyes anywhere, they were an exact match to mine, dyed in artificial ginger her hair was cut short, the ends were bluntly chopped, resting stiffly on her shoulders, and though the natural da

He wasn’t sure how he felt about the urges he was having watching Reese fuck with Jay. “How’s the production going,” he asked. “She rocks,” one of the guys said. Reese was standing over Jay. She was taking part of the black suit off. She took off just enough to expose her bald pussy. Reese spread her legs and sat on the lounger next to the chair. “Crawl over here and lick my pussy,” she demanded. Jay obeyed. He crawled on his hands and knees. He put his hands on her thighs to push them farther apart . “Stop. You do not deserve to lick my pussy pig,” Reese says.

"Send a little text." Scanning the room for Nyx, I take a quick picture of her with Veronica. They are slow dancing, arm in arm, their faces so close they could kiss at any moment. I'm sure he'll love learning that his daughter is a lesbian. Uploading the photo into my text box, I search for her father's number, place it in the message box, and pause. "What would Liliana say if she saw me doing this?" "Doing what?" Laz comes up behind me, holding two drinks, one of which I assume is for Zephyra. Looking at my phone, he sees the photo and smirks. "A little blackmail, nice."