Mikasa X Jean Novels & Stories

"Mmm~~" Jessica was lying in the cafe on the first floor of the shopping mall outside Heigang International very listlessly. Her short, dark blue shoulder-length hair fell softly on the dining table, and the cute cat ears on both sides, which were similar in color to her hair, lay on her head as if deflated, looking listless. "What should I do, Franka-senpai, I will take the test with you tomorrow, hmm~ How can I be your opponent?! If I fail the test, I may not be able to become a regular again!!"

Joselyn nodded at his reassurance, as he grabbed the panties between his teeth. “I love you, Saikus~” Joselyn touched his cheek and spread her legs furthermore. Saikus smiled at her and pulled her panties with his teeth. Joselyn relaxed her body and let Saikus kiss her clit. Grabbing her thighs he licked her pussy all the way from down to upwards.

Missy said to them, asking. They exchanged glances, “Uhm…. My name is Jace.” The one on her left side replied. “And I’m Mason.” The other one replied. Missy looked away from them turning to face her best friend instead, “Well, they’re to stand with me so nothing happens to me throughout the day. Thea a whole minute is gone with others ticking by and you still haven’t hugged me, I’m offended.” Missy pouted at her words, throwing her babyish annoyed face away from Thea.

Jensen got down from the car and stared at Kisa with his frightening dark eyes. Kisa bent her head uncomfortably. "Jensen, do I not look good in this?" Mia hid the darkness in her eyes and smiled seductively at Jensen, "How is it? Do you think the clothes I picked for her are much better than yours?" "She does not suit these," said Jensen while he draped a white scarf from the car over her shoulder. The color white and mauve was a pretty combination. Kisa was sexy before, but there was more then sexy now as a touch of elegance could be seen.

Chapter 258 Jean looked at herself in the mirror and only found it ironic. "Ms. Mitchell, this way please." They took her in front of Master. "Master, Ms. Mitchell is coming." Jean looked up at him. He was still wearing a mask. She had stayed with him for several days, but she had never really seen his face. He was still holding the fan, where there was a painting of a landscape. He looked at her for a long time and nodded with satisfaction, "Do you like the dress?"

It was so satisfying, I couldn’t help the feeling of excitement that coursed through my veins. Jean glanced at me again, eyes cold and flat. “Slut. I’m not surprised you moved on so fast. I just wanted a share of your ass, and I’m sure that’s all he wants as well.” My whole body went still as my breath stuttered. Tears burned my eyes when Jean smirked at me. Coming here was a mistake. Marcus took a step forward. “Say that again.” “She’s a slut, man.” Jean shrugged. “Believe me when I say that’s all she—”

“Huh? What? Finale?” Lisa, the stylist, reappeared. “Quick!” she muttered, her face red from running and ordering people around. “We’re on in twelve minutes and you need your mask. And where the hell is that precious necklace?” she shouted to someone behind her. “I’m Akira, by the way,” the Japanese woman said. “And you are Sakura, yes?” Sakura nodded, and before she could say anything further, Lisa twisted her around and made her sit in the makeup chair again. “Mask! Mask! Now!” she shouted.

I wouldn't even let him if he tried. Jean opened the dresser and got out a box of condoms and striped one from its pack all while we were kissing. His hands mashed my breasts together. He rough-handled them just like I needed him to. Jean went straight for the prize peeling his trousers off. She gaped at his hard cock. "Whoa! Impressive." She fixed the condom on his cock and jumped on top of him. JEAN HARRISON I rode on his hard dick the only way I knew how; rough and hard.

Louis face turn crimson red realizing who the woman is. She was dressed in a blue crop top and green tight pant, her red hair neatly plaited into a ponytail, her ocean blue eyes shining, and she put on a light make-up on, she looks absolutely gorgeous. Sasha Mack twenty six years old, the owner of ISAB fashion store named after her friend and chair woman of XANADU an orphanage for children, she's also the fiancee of Micah codds. "How's that monkey ? I can't believe you guys came after a long time and went straight to the office" she said smiling.

“And oh yeah, it looks like she’s wearing Prada too.” “What?” I was just about to look behind me but I felt Jane’s nail pinch my arm. “AW!” “Don’t fucking look, Jordi.” “Hey, y’all!” Michiko showed up looking much rather cheerful and I wasn’t ready for her to show up. She was wearing this matching yellow plaid skirt definitely customized for her and it was obviously a clear reference to this popular teen movie. “Oh, hey, Michiko.” Jane and I muttered in unison, we are both wearing our fake smiles while Nikki was just sipping her iced-coffee.