Sarah Cameron Ass Novels & Stories

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

She gave me another stare, waiting for my response. I sighed, ignoring her. My eyes now rested on a smirking Cameron, who's standing right before me. "So please, can you help me out, just this once." He said "No Cameron, I'm sorry I can't." "Ohh....I love helping, especially when it involves cute dudes. I'm Sara by the way." She sent a hand to him for a handshake. Cameron smiled. "It's Cameron." But he didn't take her hand, he simply held out his fake broken hand as an excuse.

Freya’s P.O.V “No!” “Yes! “NO!” “YES!” “NOOOOO….” “Shut up bitch and get inside!” Sarah pulled me into the store with a vice grip on my arm and I tried to reach for Cameron…who happily waved me goodbye and drove off with a whispered, ‘I love you’. “I don’t!” I shouted back, just before I was pulled inside. “Traitor!” “Cameron knows better than to mess with me.” Sarah shrugged, flipping her blonde hair behind her shoulders as she took off her shades. “Come on now, we have dresses to find. And if you don’t help me, God help your soul!”

Cameron plopped back onto the couch. "Make yourselves at home," he said. Sarah's laughter still lingered. "This is my home, Cameron," I sighed. I shot Cameron a warning glance. "Let's get you a shirt," I suggested. Cameron shrugged. "I'm comfortable." "You're making Sarah uncomfortable," I pressed. He looked over at Sarah. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" he asked. He flexed, showcasing his lean muscles on display. Sarah's eyes ran over his physique, her eyes sparkling.

My pussy needed some attention too. When Sarah was done with the last guy, the three cameramen took closeups of the cum dripping from her face from a variety of angles. She licked her lips for the camera and scooped some from her face with her finger then licked it clean. When they were done filming, Sarah motioned for me to come over to her with her finger. She looked so sexy with cum all over her face and we were both thinking the same thing. Sarah pulled me in and gave me a deep, wet kiss. I could taste the cum in her mouth from all those cum shots and she was smothering my face with the remnants left on her. I even licked up some of the cum from her neck and tits. She was practically bou

He stood and watched as the older man open opened the door and greeted the woman. “Hello Sarah my dear.” he said loudly. He then hugged her but to Camron it looked odd, staged almost. Working in security his entire adult life made it easy for Camron to read people. The woman, Sarah, looked quite uncomfortable with the physical contact, she looked stiff and she pulled away quickly too.

Arabella said, extending her hand to Cameron and smiling brightly. Cameron accepted the handshake but her blood is boiling at the unexpected outcome. She is his fiance? She asked internally. What the hell? "Arabella here is a celebrity model and the face of the company." Xavier said, making Arabella flip her hair proudly. Cameron smiled a little. "She will be featuring as well in your video." Xavier said, making Cameron’s smile to fall. "Excuse me?" Cameron asked. Internally. "Trust me, she will make your company trend." Xavier said, looking at Arabella.

Sarah however reluctantly pulled the coat tighter around her due to the chill in the air, letting the expensive cologne in the coat engulf her senses. "That must be done!" Armo agreed. "She must strip naked right before her bidders, it's tradition!" He smirked at Sarah. "Rules are rules, madam Renata!" "Fuck your tradition!" Stefano spat. "She belongs to Renata, and that's all!"

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

Cameron was well aware of any mortal's mind and feelings. On the other side of the coin, Sarah also concluded that no Revered Sage like Lady Cameron would go down her parapet to sully herself with a mortal's paltry worship. 'I think Lady Cameron has already her share of avid fanatics following the dust on her very heels.' Sarah thought decisively and this knowledge delighted her quite well indeed. "Tell me, Tristan. Do you have any surprises left for us?" Sarah cornered her son with that beautiful piercing gaze of hers. "Well... I guess it's time for you to meet my pet, mom. Come, Little Purple. The stage is set for your entrance." Tristan chuckled which received much ire from his parents in