Madeline Escobar Nude Novels & Stories

After that, Madeline really sent some pictures to Hazel’s phone. In the pictures, Joshua was lying on a bed, shirtless, with a burly physique familiar to Hazel. In some pictures, his eyes were slightly closed, while in others, they were open but seemed empty. Hazel looked at the pictures coldly. Simon tried to say something, but when he saw Hazel’s face, he whispered, “Pretty good figure….” “Do you see these pictures?” Madeline said triumphantly, “You know Joshua’s temper. If he didn’t agree, was I able to take the pictures of him?”

“I refuse anyone from leaving and not watching Madeline’s aura go from a hundred to zero in just a twinkle of an eye. The tape is displayed on a widescreen pasted on the wall in the feasting room. Eyes are glued, minds are unlocked, and everyone is eager to see what the tape contains. A graphic of a young man in his early twenties appears on the screen in an expensive apartment hotel. While he lies on the bed, Madeline appears in a skimpy loungewear flirtatiously and steamily massaging him, softly, he pierces his body to her sticking her boobs to his mouth while Madeline moans passionately. She looks into the camera, adjusting it to herself clearly while she continues with the action. The ma

She pointed to the stool and Erika quickly walked over and sat down. Madri didn't say anything, she just started to rapidly disrobe. In a manner of seconds she, like Erika, was completely naked in the examination room. Erika admired Madri's body. She was tall, slim, and her breasts were so perky. Her pussy looked so tight and well-groomed. And when Madri walked naked, she looked so powerful. It was like Erika would be able to tell Madri was a doctor, even if she wasn't wearing clothes and had never spoken to her before.

They were standing, holding drinks in their hands, looking like they were at a party. The next photo showed the blonde woman sitting on a couch. This time she was naked, her legs spread, and her pussy was shaved like it said in the ad. The third photo showed Greg. He was sitting on a deck chair by a swimming pool, naked as well, his erect cock flat against his belly.

When I got to the private room where Alex was having his bachelor party, I could hear voices inside. "Did Elsa return the moment?" Alex was bonding with Aria?" Someone inside the room asked, and I paused. A chill came over me. Elsa. Was that the name of the girl in the photos? Those inside were not just Alex's friends; they were all in the same pack. They knew this girl? My hands shook slightly as I steadied my breath and walked in. But nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Inside the private room, the man who would soon become my mate had his arm tightly wrapped around another woman. He looked to be desperately clinging. The girl he was holding was probably Elsa. She looked just li

The picture didn't suit Madeline in the slightest but she didn't want to get ahead of herself but everytime the damn positive pregnancy test came to mind, it always made her heart race and her anxiety to rise up. She drank her soda and tapped her feet on the hard pavement. Her damp hair stuck to her cheeks like glue and all she wanted right now was to have a relaxing hot bath and sleep nessled in Kane's warm embrace. She looked up to see Gabriela Campbell, a famous model and apparently her own designer appear on a billboard. All of her designs were legendary and known in the fashion industry. It was a sight to see both a designer and a model in one body. At one point, Madeline thought of bec

Madeline stands in the hallway, a heavy suppressed pistol in her hand. "What the fuck did you do to her?" I roar, lunging forward before catching myself. Madeline steps over Eliza’s body, nudging her aside with a polished heel before kicking the door shut. She’s smiling. It’s a cold, empty expression that makes the hair on my arms stand up. "Relax. Just a sedative patch to the neck," Madeline says. "She’s fine. Probably." "Where is Nathan?" "Sleeping," she purrs. "Did you really think a few home movies would break my hold on him? You thought you could just waltz in and take what’s mine?"

Madeline said as she stood in my doorway. "Huh?" I uttered. It was literally all I could get out. I was completely shellshocked. A faint hint of a smile crept over her lips and then she said softly, "I'm not going to masturbate tonight." Then her gaze lowered until she was staring directly at my twitching, naked cock. It was a very meaningful look. Her eyes met mine again and she asked, "Ok?"

I have a thousand of your pictures on my wall which I masturbate to every night, and they’re all sticky with my cum. Until I return to haunt you again, it’s The Enchanter.” Vanessa shoots me a wide-eyed look, then she reaches for the picture with trembling fingers and flips it over. My hands fly to my mouth just as Vanessa’s muffled gasp reaches my ears. Staring back at us is an image of Mason and Escobar Scuderi, standing side by side at what appears to be the underground brothel where Vanessa and I were held hostage years ago.

"So what is her secret?" "Was her secret," Eros corrected as he brought out his phone. He quickly swipes on it before shoving the screen close to Dalia's face. "This was her secret." Dalia squinted at the bright screen. She couldn't believe what she was looking at. Chairwoman of Mondo media group is a… Dalia couldn't hide her shock. Chairwoman Of MMG was half naked, in tight leather pants, surrounded by naked men. The picture must have been taken when she wasn't looking. "BDSM? With young men? Is that what you meant by the underground club?" ******************************************************************