Sassy Does Novels & Stories

She was angry, she had just wasted her time. Mays Gillian got up and decide to go home but soon a very beautiful woman walked in. She looked very smart even with the fact that she was heavily pregnant. Maya carefully looked at the picture of Ashley that the Doctor had given her earlier and smiled, indeed she was the one but have added weight now.

Scarlett pleaded. “Please, what baby? I don’t believe I offered to do anything more than tie you up.” Maverick said in her ear, “This is for my own enjoyment. I want to see you arch your back to get me to touch you. I want to tease you until you can’t take it, and then I want to tease you more until your pussy is dripping down your leg with anticipation.”

“You want to know a little crazy secret? I am thinking of signing the Sah fashion house to them if they will,” Sasha had to hold herself back from laughing, this was just too good. But she knew that she still had to play coy, “Shouldn’t you…” “The company isn’t yours, I don’t think that it needs your opinion,” she hissed. “You are right,” Sasha said. Anastasi smirked, “Good, no one needs you here anyway. Crawl back to the pit that you came from,” Sasha smiled, “Enjoy the show, I am sure you are going to love it,”

Donald sat on the edge of the bed, eyes wide, probably wondering what the hell he’d gotten himself into, but not trying to leave either. Dana didn’t wait. She peeled off her tight black dress like it was burning her skin, revealing nothing but a lacy red thong and a matching bra barely containing her huge tits. They bounced and jiggled as she walked toward him with pure confidence. Brittany followed right behind her, that long black hair flowing over her bare shoulders. Her corset hugged her body like a second skin, barely keeping her 34F tits from spilling out. Her dark eyes sparkled as she leaned into Donald.

SASR. Captain Jack McCormack crouched near the open side door, one hand on the frame, the other on the sling of his SIG MCX. Through the haloed glow of the NVGs, the dunes rolled beneath them like the backs of sleeping leviathans. He ran the checklist without looking: suppressor threaded; secondary Glock seated; encrypted comms paired; drone uplinked; beacon off; IR strobe taped. Everything ready. Everything familiar. Everything that had ever mattered to him fit inside the silhouette of his kit.

A hologram-like image appeared or rather was projected above us. Sassy was walking leisurely, she's holding the gift she had prepared for Fhyra's birthday. She was supposed to give it last night but her mom told her to allow the family to spend alone time together. She was wearing a bright yellow tank top and white pants. Her short hair was slightly swaying as she walks. She can almost see the familiar house ahead. A warm and bright smile immediately appeared on her face. "I'm so excited to see her reaction when she opens this up!" she excitedly whispered to herself.

Sassy said, giving her a hug. “Thanks girl…I appreciate it.” Lucy said happily. “Anytime you need me, just call me…you know I got you.” Sassy said, giving her a thumbs up as she exited the room. Reflecting on how she met sassy, was one of her biggest achievements. She met sassy outside a supermarket one night, on her way to pack the items she bought into her car. Suddenly, she heard some distant screams and arguments, wondering if everything was fine as she paused to look in the direction of those sounds.

"I want to have a quick shower. I think I need it," "I will wait for you here," "Evelyn, I - " She cut off his words, "You can dress up in the bathroom. I am a good girl. I am not wild. I promise I won't peep through the bathroom door," Jayden tries to control his laughter, but he is unable to do it. It still comes out as a soft chuckle. Her secretary is acting overly dramatic like a spoiled girlfriend. He didn't know that Evelyn can turn from being a sassy lady to a drama queen. Her boyfriend is one hell of a lucky guy. Imagine having a girlfriend that can change from being serious and hard-working to being cute and funny.

Tristan said, actually sounding calm. "She asked ME to do it. I said no and we had a fight. I mentioned that I couldn't wait to be 18 so I could be free of her and her obsessive ever looping crap, but she knew how to trap me. She has people in high places everywhere, and she managed to freeze all my credit cards, hold onto my trust fund and I can't leave without money. She said that if I do this one thing, I can go." "If you do what?" Tristan urged, needing him to say it.

It wasn't a question but a statement— simple but effective. Heat crept up to my neck, every fucking part of me dancing in a thrilling movement, he leaned closer, covering me with his woody— spicy smell like chains wrapped around my neck. With one swift movement, he grabbed my dress pulling it off with a loud tearing sound. Rip. The fabric ripped into pieces, falling in shreads. Leaving me left only in my underwear. “You become beautiful every fucking day.” Lucian groaned, kneeling and placed his head on my V-area, sniffing me like a possessed dog.