Riley Murray Nude Novels & Stories

Eash replied, scratching his head. "I even saw a photo of you with one of them." "You saw a photo? What kind of a photo?" Eash's eyes widened with surprise. "I saw you without your shirt on and was about to take off your fu**ing trousers, too! That girl was there half-naked beside you..." Riley's mind, which was calmed for a moment, began to fill with anger once again. Yes, he confessed his feelings to Riley; he poured out his heart. But whatever the good reason he had, when thinking about how he got intimate with those girls and hid it from her, Riley felt disgusted and angry.

She pulled the sports bra she was wearing off her head, leaving her chest bare and facing me. "Woah," I muttered, glancing sideways. "Are you a prude?" Riley asked. "We're girls. It's not like you're seeing a dick. You don't need to be ashamed." Flushed, I shook my head. Between the two of us, Riley had the foulest mouth. I heard her footsteps. She wasn't coming closer to me, and from the corner of my eyes, I saw her step toward where she hung her clothes near the wall of her bedside.