Peni Parker Feet Novels & Stories

Parker rolled his brown eyes while he scrubbed a brown-haired sling on his forehead. "Please. I bet the risk is higher when smoking these, "Parker responds and waves the cigarette across from Richard before stepping on it. Parker was a handsome man with a six-foot height and an average body. He was the type who trained so he could eat junk food without worrying about gaining weight. He was working in a real estate company where he would win employment of the month every month. Parker could convince anyone to buy anything of himself with his charisma and self-esteem. The two men went inside the bar and continued until they reached the back, where the outdoor bar was.

I walked over to the furthest corner from her, sitting down and crossing my legs. I took the opportunity to massage the raw spots on my wrists where the silver cuffs had dug into my skin. My heart ached as I sat watching Kiera. She was terrified, I could smell it through the scent of peaches and roses. “I’m not going to touch you,” I said, watching her flinch when I spoke. She said nothing, remaining in the same position as when I first walked in. “My name is Parker. I’m a healer,” I said, not expecting her to respond.

"Shit!" "Here, let me help you," Hunter laughed. He squatted down and gently gripped her calf, lifting her foot much like he would a horse's. P.K. Chastain teetered on her left foot before she rested her hand on his shoulder to stabilize herself. Hunter removed her shoe, revealing a neat pedicure in the same shade as the fingernails and the lips.

A sob caught in Clara’s throat as she sank to her hands and knees on the altar, trying to steady herself, but the cold, dusty marble offered no grip. Her fingers slipped, her knees wobbled, and she pitched forward, unable to find the slightest balance. “Pathetic,” Parker snapped. “Get down. Do it on the floor.” Clara’s breath shuddered out in defeat. With a shaky exhalation, she obeyed, sliding off the altar and onto the cold marble sanctuary floor beneath her. The rough surface dug into her knees as Parker stepped forward, pressing his thick, veined cock against her lips.

I only realized when the fabric fell on the floor attracting my attention to now the shapeless legs and black boxer underwear contrasting with his body. The volume he displayed there made me swallow dry, I did not need to see him completely naked to know that he was huge, in every sense of the word. "Scared?" Parker questioned with some fun in her voice and I forced myself to raise my eyes up to her face. The bastard smile was even bigger, he knew how sexy and dominant it was and he was proud of it. "I need to be scared? I mean, obviously you can break me in two... "I can!" he interrupted me grinning wide and giving me a wide view of his bulging fangs. " But I have more interesting things to

The night felt eerily oppressive. The chauffeur had already parked the car in front of the hospital, waiting for Julian Sterling. Julian felt exhausted, rubbing his temples. As he was about to slide into the car, his sharp eyes caught a familiar silhouette by the pillars. Lily Parker was standing sideways, her loose hair covering most of her delicate face. Her eyes were fixated on the hospital entrance, a look of utter helplessness that made her seem like a lost child. Under the dim light, her face appeared even paler. To Julian's surprise, she wore cartoon-themed slippers, revealing her ten petite toes – it seemed she'd left in a hurry, forgetting to change.

Although I'd heard Parker talk about her best friend almost every time I was around her. When Pia walked down the aisle, I had to remind myself not to lock my knees. She looked so thick in that tight dress, and it didn't hide an inch of her plentiful curves. All I could think about was putting my face between her tits to feel how soft they were against my cheeks. I had to put my hands in front of me to hide my erection during the ceremony, but every time I looked over at her, a new part of her body called to me. I wanted to put my dick in all of it and then lick every last inch. Fuck, I've never had a reaction to a woman like this before. Maybe I need to get laid?

Parker flatly said, “Just find another seat later.” she did not look at Darryl at all as she said that. Her gaze was on the person sitting opposite her all relaxed and comfortable—Kilenc Dokko. That was right, Kilenc was adored by many young girls including Parker as the talented genius of Middle Terra. Parker was initially unwilling to attend the banquet as she was afraid her crossdressing disguise would be exposed. However, she came the moment she knew Kilenc would be there.

Peter Bennett. After chatting with Emma and having her stay with Maddie playing in the garden, we met with Parker in my office. He enters and sits on the couch, placing his legs on the table. He does it because he knows it’s something I hate. “Can you take your feet off the table? What is the matter with you?” He rolls his eyes as he says, “You’re no fun, Peter. Well, I’m here. We have a lot to talk about.”

Cameron might be a total ass, but he was right about me being a couch potato, which was his favorite nickname for me. The panting coming from inside the room was louder than my own, which gave me pause. Was she? I pushed the door open and yelped. Parks glanced over his shoulder, his shirt off and slacks down over the smooth curve of his ass. "I am so sorry." I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of him and shut the fucking door. He had to be every woman’s wicked fantasy. His dark hair was spiked high on his head as if he was a rebel leader for a group of sex gods, his skin tan and stretched across miles of muscles.