Shannon Sharpe Nudes の小説・ストーリー

There is something passionate and honest about her that somehow puts me at ease. Though she is also a journalist, chasing a juicy story, she doesn't have the same rabid desperation that led Hillary Harris to come harass Zane and I straight out of bed. I am still not over the shock of that event. The pictures they took of me have been shared online and mocked and scrutinized so much over the past week that it is now practically impossible for me to close my eyes without seeing them. I was half naked, wrapped up flimsily in a duvet and Zane was shirtless. The pictures were beyond indicting.

Shane deliberately continues while laughing along with the men, as if this topic had come to them between Shyra. "Though I did suggest she tries out OnlyFans, she insists on becoming a prostitute" Some of Shane's friends eyed at Shyra in disgust and some gave Shane a look of awe. "You must have your ego in shatters, knowing your wife isn't satisfied with only one" A young man across from me says in a pity. Shane chuckled at his remark, "No, not at all-" I look at him in disgust "She says she would do it with people I trust" which the men replied with a nod. Shyra

“Aww. Look at her, the hoe is crying like she didn't enjoy Shawn’s graceful dick overnight!” “Looks like Shawn won the bet. I never for once thought she would allow him to fuck her after just a few hours of dancing when he hadn't even ever spoken to her before in class.” “Of course, she would! She's dumb!” “She’s ugly too. With her nose damaged like a chip on my granny’s old cupboard!” “Now, she's going to fetch us so many likes so we won't suffer a loss when we pay Shawn his money.” They were going to post my nudes truly. I mean, I knew they might but a part of me wishes they wouldn't.

Ten of them. All naked. Nude. Bare. Stripped. I don't even bother reading the message. Instead, I set my phone down and focus on my laptop, pulling up the photos in full screen. I lean closer. I can’t believe it. She’s fucking incredible. The girl’s body is absolutely stunning; her breasts are perky and her pussy is perfectly shaven. My arousal increases as I imagine having her nipples in my mouth. My cock is painfully erect, just at the thought of it.

A minute later his phone rang, and Shannon's face was on the screen as she said quietly, "I'm in the bathroom at my aunt's. What's up?" "Check this out!" he said as he turned the phone to show his mother and her sexy, mature friend bare-ass naked on their knees in the middle of the kitchen, each with a young cock stuffed deep in their mouths as a third boy patiently stroked his boner waiting for his turn. "Holy shit! How the hell did that happen?" Shannon said.

The light had shifted across the room by the time her lashes fluttered. A moan slipped from her lips—barely audible, but laced with pain. And then: panic. Her eyes flew open, wild and glassy. Her head throbbed violently. Her arms—bound. Her legs—naked and exposed. The leather cuffs cold against her skin. The shame of helplessness settling like lead in her chest. Brielle’s breath quickened. Her pulse thudded against her throat like a snare drum. Then the toilet flushed. She froze.