Pink Suit Filthy Frank Novels & Stories

Her soaked pussy was on full display, visibly dripping juices onto the floor while she moaned like a desperate whore. I shoved the screen right in her face, and her cheeks burned bright red. I can't tell if it's from anger or embarrassment. "Turn it off… please…” "No, I won't. So you're a dirty little whore?" I chuckled darkly, towering over her naked body. My cock already rock-hard, straining painfully against my gym shorts. Fuck, she smells so fucking good, and tasty. How many times have I jerked off thinking about this exact body? I can't tell.

I inwardly cursed at myself for stuttering infront of him. Silas. His and everyones last name was unknown to me. But somehow this guy, with silver locks had grabbed my attention. Sharp jawline, silky strands, cupid lips and high cheekbones, was utterly perfection. The black, fitted half sleeved t-shirt he wore today, had blessed my eyes. His left arm was fully covered in black ink, snaking up to the covered part whilst his other was bare, and freshly pale with silver rings resting on his index and middle finger. Any girl would die for his beauty. "If you're done eye-raping me then would you like to answer?" He rasped, bringing me out of the heavenly trance. "No. I wasn't done.." I trailed of

I don’t remember much from that might, but I do remember her, I remember seeing her standing in a corner with a man who must have been her brother. The first thing I had noticed about her was her intoxicating brown eyes that bore into my soul, the next thing I noticed were her plush pink lips and rosy cheeks. She was wearing a dark black dress with a dangerously high slit and blonde curls that were in ringlets bouncing and flowing against her back.

The second I was close enough, he pulled me down onto his lap, straddling him. “You’ve been wet since we took off, haven’t you?” he murmured, sliding his hand under my dress. “Cocky bastard,” I whispered. His fingers pushed my panties aside and stroked me slowly. I sucked in a sharp breath. “Already soaked,” he said with dark satisfaction. “My dirty little wife.” He slid two thick fingers inside me without warning. My head fell forward onto his shoulder. “Ahh— fuck…” The moan slipped out before I could stop it, low and shaky.

I crumpled them into a ball and shoved them behind my back, my pulse hammering so loud I was sure he could hear it. “Uh… those are mine,” I blurted, voice way too high. Frank’s eyebrows shot up. He turned fully toward me, confusion all over his sweet, familiar face. “Sabrina… why would your underwear be on the floor?” Heat exploded across my cheeks. I could actually feel the blood rushing to my face, my neck, everywhere. “It’s embarrassing, okay? Just—help me clean, please?” He blinked twice, then a slow, teasing grin spread across his lips. He wiggled his brows like a total idiot. “Don’t tell me you were…”

“Hah, you piece of trash. Do you really think I was going to give you a ride? Don’t you know who you are?” Frank said underneath his breath. He did not say it very loudly, but everyone could hear him. He acted kind and gentlemanly in front of Wynn, but in front of Philip now, he showed his true colors. “Are you done, Frank? Don’t waste your breath on trash like him. Come on, let’s go,” said Samantha coldly as she got into the passenger’s seat. She was in a bad mood right now. Her tests at the hospital showed that she was not pregnant.

Scarlett yelled. “Don’t you have clothes with you? You mean you didn’t pack anything at all?” Francis frowned. Francis was a neat freak and a germaphobe, and he would never wear someone else’s clothes. He felt sick to his stomach, thinking that Scarlett was clothed in Bell’s clothing right that moment.

Felix replied while Frankie bursted into laughter. "You are so delusional. You meet these girls that are from broken homes and are willing to do anything for the money and you offer them money mostly peanuts just to have your way with them and you call that consensual? Bro, get real for once. You are no better than me. The only difference between us is that you let that part of your life ruin your personality while I separate my personal and sexual affairs perfectly." Franklin replied. "So, run along and find something to do with your time cause your little sermon make no sense when you do just as much as you accuse me of."

Frank ran through the dirty streets he had always hate walking on, he stepped into many puddles but he didn’t bother to curse as always nor was he worried at the dirt on his pants. A bright smile was clear on his face and his green eyes were shining like never before. When he finally saw their building, he increased his space as he spotted his girlfriend talking with their elderly neighbor, “Athena, Athena,” he shouted.

Sarah Frank's true body is completely exposed to the public, and the sound, voice, and even the sentence in the dialogue are changed. [+6000]: Drama is here again... Breathe... Breathe... [+4500]: She's a super-rich lady in our country. [+4000]: Who is this slutty woman? There is no sage. [+3000]: Whoever shared the link to the sex clip. Please be discreet. [+2700]: Is this the lady of the Hiddleston family? Looking at his face, he looks gentle, but he did not expect it to be so dark inside.