Lillian Parker Nude Novels & Stories

He smashed his fist down on the photo. The photo was of Lily Parker, taken by a renowned photographer during one of her performances and later featured in a youth fashion magazine. It was a serene and beautiful image: Lily, dressed in a pearl-colored gown, sitting at a black piano, eyes closed, chin slightly raised, completely immersed in the music. Just like that night.

I felt chills all over my body when he said that. “Enzo,” I called, but not knowing what to say. My left arm went numb from the sudden ache going on in my heart. I feel bad for him. I feel bad for the kids. I remember the situation I had with Isabella over the Rice Krispies treat. Lillian Moretti – or should I say Lillian Baker, she was a successful model when she was alive. She always gave a lot of donations and helped a lot of people too. I know Lorenzo wouldn’t lie to me, especially in this situation, but hearing him talk about the real Lillian like this almost feels like a lie.

My hand shook and my heart raced as I watched the latest gossip they were having about some other celebrity. "Nothing is going on,” Lauren whined. I ignored her and focused my attention on the entertainment gossip. "You should go–” It suddenly came in and I sat up, my eyes widening. "Renowned actress, Lilian Montgomery, has been accused of being allegedly involved in the leak of Ashley Carter's nude pictures.” My heart clenched and I stiffened in the chair, torn between shock and excitement.

Especially when her abdominal muscles were exposed, people couldn't help but want to get close to her. Feeling her naked gaze, he raised his eyebrows with a faint smile. "What's wrong? Do you want to throw me down with a tiger-like look?" When Poyi came to his senses, although she really wanted to pounce on him, she did not forget her identity at this time. Given Lillian's character, she did not know what pleasure was. At this time, she would probably be so shy that she would get into the quilt. "I haven't seen your body for a long time, so I can't hold it in for a while." She smiled embarrassedly.

Lillian wondered what he was doing when she heard just rustling sounds from his belt and clothes, opening her eyes to see what was happening around her, a loud gasp left her lips as her eyes widened with surprise. “Was that under him all along?” She wondered in her head. Her cheeks washed up with red in embarrassment, and she lowered her gaze to her legs. Don was now standing naked in front of her, and the realization hit her that she had also been naked all these while. Immediately, she took the duvet to cover her body, but it only did justice to a few parts, her v area included. “I'm sorry.” She uttered, staring cluelessly at his face. It was so obvious, she tried to avoid staring at his n

IT WAS AROUND seven PM when Layla got home and when she entered the house, she saw sitting on the living room couch beside Lillian a woman whose photos she had seen a lot of times on the Internet, specifically on Ambert’s F******k but never in the flesh—Sadie. The woman was listening keenly to Lillian, and her beauty glowed, like somebody had snatched a star from the skies and dumped it on their sofa, even though she was dressed very casually. She wore a green shirt with floral design and denim jeans and no makeup.

“Put these on, sis. I want you looking like a proper slut in mum’s clothes.” Lillian blushed deeply but obeyed, slipping into the sheer lingerie. The black lace clung to her perky tits, her hard nipples clearly visible, and the crotchless panties framed her pink, freshly-fucked pussy perfectly. She looked so beautiful. I felt a rush of heat between my legs just by watching her. Adrian turned to me next, kissing me hard. “You stay naked, baby. I want easy access to that fertile little cunt.” He pushed us both onto the big bed. The sheets were cool and expensive-feeling. Adrian grabbed more ropes from the drawer he seemed to know about and some of his mum’s hidden toys: a thick vibrating dildo

she shrugged inwardly. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before… Ugh. There goes my dirty mind again… “I haven’t seen that movie,” he said gruffly. “So I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She grinned wider. “It would be an honor if you could paint me like Jack Dawson painted Rose DeWitt Bukater. I suggest you watch the movie and let me know what you think. I’m willing to pay, whatever the price.”

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.

Lillian’s face fell as she said in a louder tone, “If that’s the case, do you think Mark will thank me and offer me some reward if I tell him that Arianne is pregnant? I’ve got no choice but to ‘make’ money on my own if you refuse to give me some. Say, he’ll agree if I ask for one hundred and fifty thousand dollars in exchange for a piece of helpful information to him, yeah?” Tiffany barged out of her room when she heard the woman. “How dare you! Lillian Lane, I realize that you really can resort to anything for money! Have some dignity, will you! You’ve got no morals at all! If you dare do it, I’ll cut ties with you from now on! Go wherever you want. You’re completely able-bodied, you’re no