Patty Loveless Nude Novels & Stories

Money Over Trust At 6 PM, the Nurth Strip Club came alive, its pulsating neon lights casting shadows over the grungy street outside. Attorney Jameson Danae parked his sleek black car at the curb, adjusting his tie as he stepped out. The heavy bass from the club’s music reverberated through the air, a stark contrast to his otherwise composed demeanor. As he entered, the thick scent of sweat, perfume, and alcohol hit him like a wave.

Suddenly, he stops eating my pussy making me whine but he stops from getting up and thrust his cock inside my pussy. I feel like I can't breathe for a second but then the pleasure takes over my mind and before I know it, I am screaming his name on top of my lungs. Tonight he is not showing any mercy on me and keeps fucking in different positions. I lost count of how many times I have cum but I am thankful that he doesn't cum inside me for once. Because a baby is not on my list right now. After completing the daily lovemaking session we take bath together to feel relaxed in each other embrace. I trace his Phoenix tattoo with the tip of my finger wanting to know about the meaning behind it. Bu

I received a half-naked photo of someone in a bath sent by that rogue, with the caption: "Ms. Sinclair, my chest hurts. Can you help me check it out?" I couldn't help the small smirk tugging at my lips. Sebastian happened to turn his head and caught sight of it. His face darkened. "Who are you talking to that's making you smile like that? Let me see your phone." He was already marching over, ready to interrogate me. But before he could reach me, Roxanne leaned over the railing from the second floor and said playfully, "Mr. Chesson, I'm hungry. Why don't we go out to eat?"

He forced her down. She tried to scream but he held his mouth, other guys came to support him. She was helpless as the boys reaped her lower garment off to reveal her thighs. She hated how the boys would use their numbers against her, how animalistic they could be to force their way into a lady, and how much they care less about their victim's feelings.

This was my only option. “If you don’t come out now, I promise you’ll never see me or your grandchild again.” The door opened. “There you are.” “How dare you threaten your grandfather, huh?” “Well, my grandfather is acting like a ten-year-old.” “What? How can you be this heartless?” “Well, they don’t call me Mr. Loveless for nothing.” “Yah! What do they even see in you?” “Come with me, just for an hour, nothing more.”

There were only two naked bodies facing each other on the bed. He looked at her, bent down to kiss her, and then put her legs around his waist. Then he traced the soft spot between her thighs and stared. Ammit was extremely embarrassed. She shouted: "Don't look". She said that as she raised her hands to cover her eyes. Gray found it funny. He leaned over and kissed the back of her hand. "You cover my eyes so I can't see?"

“I need you to back me up. No questions asked.” Big Tom grunted in agreement. “You’ve got it.” --- Hours later, Sasha found herself sitting at the bar of the Raven nightclub, her fingers playing with the rim of her glass as she surveyed the room, her body clad in a tight, black, nude short gown, and a red mask covering her face. The dim lighting of the club cast shadows over the dance floor, where people swayed to the pulsating beat of the music. She could feel the eyes of several men on her, their gazes lingering on the bare skin of her legs as she crossed them, but she ignored them all. She was waiting for one man in particular.

Patty’s eyes were dark pools of light that he loved looking into. She moaned as her back arched. He felt her juicy hot pussy clench around his Johnson. He quaked as she trembled, calling out his name. Goldman gathered her in his arms as he unloaded into her core. They both groaned with satisfaction as Goldman rested his body on hers. He laid his cheek on her shoulder. The strap on her nightie had slipped down her upper arm. At one time, he had worried that he was crushing her when he lye on top of her. He was in excellent shape, but he was a big guy. Patty had assured him he wasn’t. That she loved holding him, being close to him. Her soft hand glided into the back of his straight hair, light

The sight made her mouth water, her own touches growing more frantic. "Move the phone down," he instructed, stroking himself lazily. "Let me see those panties, if they're drenched already." Katherine angled the phone lower, the camera capturing the way the shirt draped open, her bare breasts heaving with each breath, down to the white lace panties clinging to her hips. The fabric was sheer, the outline of her shaved pussy visible, a dark wet spot blooming at the center. “Rub your pussy over the panties," he said, his strokes picking up pace, the slick sound audible through the call.

he grins my way. "She loves cheesecake," I smile. My cell dings, and I pull it out only to see Valerie back at it. She sent a video of her pussy and I gag. To think I once wanted her body and pussy makes me sick. I show Patrick, who looks ready to puke. He looks sick. "She is as desperate as Shelly both keep sending videos of them naked or their vaginas",he rolls his eyes. I go to stand when Lena whimpers our names. We ran for her and saw she woke up puking. She is holding her belly.