Nonnie Insatiable の小説・ストーリー

*Caroline* Noah Stark might be God’s gift to the female population here at Ohio state University, Good at football, bad at love. Obsessed with scoring, refuses to play by the rules. Cruel. Relentless. Brilliant. Intoxicatingly attractive. But I want nothing to do with the dark-haired football player.

“Sir.” “A black girl, with round ass, full boobs, edible lips and those cat eyes of yours makes me want to eat you, I've got to admit.. your voice sounds better than a lot of anime characters, those tiny waists would look nice on a wet bed sheet filled with cum.” he took a deep breath while describing me in a way i would say is inappropriate. “I would love to pull your hair while hitting you from behind while your tiny voice squeaks in the name of moaning.”

“Every inch of this fragile body… mine to punish, mine to devour.” When he ripped the dress from her trembling frame, she gasped, clutching at herself, but he slapped her hands away. “No hiding. Not from me.” Her vanilla-toned skin gleamed under the low light, scattered with delicate moles that only deepened her fragile beauty. Aariz’s hunger snapped—he captured one rosy blossom in his mouth, biting, sucking, tasting her innocence. She cried out, clutching at his hair, torn between fear and the burning ache spiraling low in her stomach.

I didn't really play with women before, but Solenne was a doll made solely for my every desire. "Of course! Roxy was kind enough to show us their garden. Elize found a few flowers we would like to get, if that is ok?" she answered sweetly. I didn't really care what she had done all morning. I wanted to know how much her pussy throbbed for me. "That's fine, and the little f*cker. Is he behaving?" I pointed to Matteo with my fork then continued eating.

She was in a hospital gown and looked like hell, but her eyes still had that smug little gleam. She barely spared Isabella a glance before turning to Enzo, looking thoroughly annoyed. "What did you call me here for?" Sofia came from the gutter and had never received any proper education. She had worked in the lounge of Enzo's casino and kept clients company in the private rooms. Relying on her youth and looks, she'd always barreled through life. Her cruelty was as blunt as it was dumb. Enzo had always indulged her before. But this time, perhaps because Isabella had lost the baby, his expression was uncharacteristically cold.

She kept me completely fooled. "Believe me. I'll give back everything you lost. There will be more casino openings and more galas, and I'll take you to every one of them. Only you. "We can hold another wedding too." I gave a cold laugh. "Don't you hear how ridiculous that sounds, Adrian?" "You married Julianne and went on a honeymoon with her. Everyone believes she's Madeline Conti. What does that make me?" "I'll explain everything." "Don't bother." I walked past him, then stopped to add: