روايات وقصص ضمن Obey Angelina Nude

“We will be doing a lot of fucking, sweetheart. Sleep? Sleep will be far away from us. So, do you understand how dire the situation is, Noelle?” She’s barely breathing now. But, at the same time, something astonishing is happening. The smell of her sweet arousal floods my nose, and I freeze. Then I pull away and let out a laugh. “You’re wet right now, aren’t you, Angel?” I say, and her face turns pink. Then red. She clamps her thighs together tightly, shifting on the stool. I let out a satisfied hum, leaning in to kiss her temples and her cheeks. “You’re fucking perfect,” I say, causing her to blush even more.

A sexy, jet-black lingerie. In winter? But... she hasn't been touched by her husband in a long time. Maybe if she wore lingerie, Axton would be a little interested in her. Confidently, Angelina put it on immediately and then looked at herself in the mirror, smiling encouragingly to herself. After that, she got out of there. When Angelina walked towards the bed, Axton glanced at her slightly, surprised by Angelina's very sexy appearance. "Do you want to tease me on purpose, Angelina?" Axton flinched. "There's nothing interesting about you!" continued Axton, smiling mockingly.

Angelica grabs the bottle from my hand and takes a sip. When she gives it back I take a big gulp out of it and then I drop it on the floor. Angelica pulls her dress up and she lifts her arms striping it off. Her breasts bounce once she takes her dress off and I can’t move my eyes away from them. “Let me help you forget” - Angelica says standing up and kneeling in front of me. I throw my head back and I close my eyes while Angelica unzips my pants and gets my cock out.

Not once did she regard me, not once did she pass me those smiles or ask for my opinions on the dresses. It grated on my nerves. But I was a nobleman. A nobleman keeps his cool by all means, even if the irritation surfaces time and time again, even if all he wants is to punch his fist so hard into Todd’s face that it’s left permanently fractured. Now, that would be entertaining. Once again, Angel emerged from the dressing room, clad in a black sequin-dotted, sleeveless maxi dress. Something about it had me in chokehold, enough to lean off the opposite wall, swallowing down dryly and captivated by everything that she is.

We had been trained to get used to nudity, and at the time, I had seen it as almost unnecessary but now I was grateful for it, because perhaps without it, I would have been reduced to a puddle under Angel Axton’s deep stare. His Adam’s apple bobbed as his gaze traveled over my body. “Well?… continue.” He ordered. My fingers were unsteady as I reached for the hook of my bra and undid it. I had moderate breasts, not small or too big, probably somewhere in between. Angel’s eyes were still dark but he looked indifferent as I discarded the bra. I reached for the hem of my panties this time when he stopped me. “Wait,” Angel said, making me pause and look at him. “Take that, wrap it around your hip

Angelina was still motionless from earlier, she was too confused about how to behave after they had sex. "Come here, you'll get used to it later. No need to be nervous," Alex said in a hoarse voice. Obeying Alex's request, Angelina now lay on her side and then buried her face in Alex's chest which was quite sweaty. "Is she more able to satisfy you than me, Alex?" Someone's voice interrupted, making both Angelina and Alex get up and sit down. Angelina held the blanket to cover her naked self, while Alex left her upper body exposed, most importantly her underbelly covered.

Now back to the present.. The distraction Tony had in mind? Angel. Angel—sprawled across the bed. Skin against red silk. No mask. No clothes. Nothing to hide behind now. His milky skin practically glowed under the dim lights. All soft and smooth and bare. And between his trembling thighs— That sweet little pink hole. Twitching like it could sense Tony’s hunger. And his cute pink cock? It was now standing again for attention. Trembling but hard again.

"The real kind of work." She dragged me down the hall to another door. When she opened it, I saw a room full of women in various states of undress. Some were doing their makeup, others were putting on clothes that barely covered anything. They all looked up when we entered. "Ladies," the woman announced, still gripping my arm. "Meet our newest girl. I want her cleaned up, made up, and dressed for the evening shift. And I want her to look perfect." One of the women, a redhead with kind eyes, stood up. "She looks scared, Candy. Maybe we should—"

Obey. I don’t even make it to the stairs. A hand clamps around my wrist (tall guy, glasses, messy brown hair) and he drags me behind the tallest shelf in the back corner. The others follow like zombies. Six becomes ten becomes fifteen. The whole basement floor empties toward me. “Need her now,” someone mutters. “Fuck, look at that little skirt.” Hands rip my crop top over my head. My tits bounce free. The thong is torn away in one yank. I’m naked except for sneakers and the glittery ANGEL lettering now smeared across my chest in sweat.

It was like I am in some spell. A few days later, there was an attack on Angelina by dark angel and demons. I fought with them alongside archangels. We won the fight but I was badly hurt. I was taken to witches where they need to make a potion for which they needed a fairy's nail and not just any fairy.it has to be a fairy princess nail. Eva knew there is no option so she asked Carol for help. Carol knowing that it's me immediately helped and gave her nails to the witch who created the potion and I was healed.