Novel & Cerita Patricia Blair Naked

Chloe was grooving to the beat, swaying her hips like a pro while multitasking as she cooked up a storm. Suddenly, she heard footsteps and looked up to see Patricia descending the stairs. Chloe couldn't help but stare as she took in Patricia's surprising attire. The woman who usually dons shorts and trousers was now wearing a navy-blue dress that stopped above her knees. Chloe was bewildered, wondering what could have led Patricia to wear something she considers slutty.

I clearly remembered that her name was Blair, a damned same name as Nathan’s dead fiancee. Speaking of Blair, that bitch flooded my mind abruptly. Honesty speaking, she was a gorgeous woman with a hot sexy figure. I wanted to fuck her, but she refused. What a slut! Pretending to be innocent and pure was just a way to attract me. There was a night, when Nathan was out of town for something that I didn’t care, Blair was along in their bedroom. I saw the door half-opened, so I just walked in. Blair was masturbating. The screen was on and playing the video of one of those porn films. What a scene! I couldn’t wait to teleport to her bed and lay on top of her body. Her boobs were watery and soft.

Aura's eyes flickered as she turned and found Patricia coming out of her room, wearing a midi dress with a light blue flare skirt that matched the woman's spring-type skin tone, light beige wedges, and a small bag that matched the colour of her wedges, which hung over the woman's left shoulder, perfecting her appearance.

You could make out but no threading the needle was allowed – if anyone was caught doing the deed, they will be thrown out – as simple as that. Blair is usually the one that catches the sneaky and horny couples, she finds it amusing to walk into people having secret sex – she is a little crazy, that is what they say about her. Blair was a badass woman, maybe in her late twenties – she might look like the woman that hates everything around her, but she was not as she appeared to be – she might like to wear black or grey all the time, always had smoky makeup on and with her black short hair – everyone thinks that she will turn them blue if they even try to approach her.

Sky said and wiped her tears. Patima huff then crosses her arms. "Why? You wouldn't be blushing if you saw someone naked!?" Patima asks her as Natalie and Dylan shake their heads. "I won't, already saw Natalie naked" Dylan said, grabbed his water tumbler then drank. "Yeah," Natalie agreed to him. "Well, I wouldn't mind staring at someone naked," Sky said and shrugged her shoulders. "Eww... What a pervert, Liu" Autumn came with Aiko trailing behind her. They both sat down beside Patima then looked at the three in front of them.

"Patricia, I need to know the truth. Were you working for Blake?" Patricia looked at Matthew and Dr. Harrison. Then she looked back at me. "Yes. I was working for Blake." "Why?" "He paid me fifty thousand dollars to find you." "And what were you supposed to do when you found me?" "Bring you back to him." "By force….If necessary." I studied her face. She looked sad. Tired. "Patricia, on the plane you told me something different. You said you were working with Dr. Harrison. You said this was all a plan to fake my death and get me to Switzerland for treatment."

She smiled seductively and slowly rounded her body, which heightened the l*stf*l atmosphere permeating the room. Hours slipped so fast. The steamy activity ceased a little as both of them lay on the huge bed, completely naked. Patricia's head rested on Mr. Lawson's chest and used her fingers to draw circles on it. While Mr. Lawson's hands went to Patricia's br**st and he gently played on them. "It will be Everly's press conference tomorrow. Is everything settled? I don't want to be the loser again. I can't forgive her for the humiliation she had caused me." Patricia suddenly mentioned.

He flung a question. Patricia joggled her head. “Yes, I remember,” she let out. “And you rushed out. You came late that day and refused to explain when you came home the next day.” Cohen sniffed. “That night, I received pictures of you and Victor, your ex, naked on the same bed…” He revealed. Patricia’s eyes enlarged, shocked. “Hun!” She exclaimed. “A picture of me and Victor on the bed?!” Cohen joggled his head. “Yes, Patricia,” he confirmed and a drop of tear fell from his eyes as he furthered. “Your head was even placed on his chest.”

Today is the day that Patricia will die. A group of armed guards blocks her at the gate. Using her talent as a tv personality, Natalie calmly asks them to tell Patricia she wants to talk. She's almost pleading. And it worked. The gate opened, letting her come in. "What do you want?" Patricia asked Natalie coldly. She is sitting on a couch in the living room reading a magazine, already on her house dress. Natalie stayed quiet. Her head down like she's embarrassed. Her left hand pinching the fabric of her gown while her right hand is inside her sling bag. Patricia became confused by Natalie's silence.

Blair had been on Blaze's mind lately and whatever she does, she can't forget her. Maybe her vibe was strong that even if she tries to forget her, she can't. At last, she saw Blair's picture from her birthday with the strippers... she was only in her undergarments which made her more attractive. Oh, this girl will be the death of her.