Susan Anton Nude Novels & Stories

“Is she alright?” Don Antonio asked Susan, who had just walked out of Lisa’s room. "Yeah... she has fallen asleep,” Susan muttered. She approached the sofa to sit but became hesitant. She heard that Don Antonio has a disorder; he doesn’t like women around him, not to mention touching him, and it got her wondering how he was able to carry Lisa earlier. She remained standing in front of the sofa as she fidgeted with her fingers. Don Antonio, who was replying to a message on his phone, realized the space beside him was still empty, then looked up at the woman who was standing still with an expression he couldn’t decipher.

Chapter 23 “I guess I am not patient enough, I just wanna show you who the boss is, I am glad it works out, Nate you can’t do without me, I am the master planner now, I make sure I treat my pûssy and I also clear the mark on my left brèast with enough powder, Susan you’re too much” Susan said and burst into laughter, and Nate stood up from the ground, he has decided to pretend like the thing doesn’t get to him, but it really got to him, like the first time she raped him.

The one who broke the silence. Lucas whispers in my ear: — The hyenas have caught the scent. — I know. I don’t smile. I don’t pretend to be comfortable. I am here to disturb. A waiter offers champagne. I refuse. Lucas takes a flute, just for show. His gaze scans the room. He is in protection mode, as always when he senses a trap. Then I see her: Cassandre. An icy silhouette in an ivory dress. Not a single strand out of place. Not a wrinkle on her mask. On her arm, a man I don’t know. Legal, no doubt. Or strategic. Maybe just decorative.

With the sudden question, Bob accidentally bit his paws while grooming them and stiffened. “Just heard, don’t come near him, He looks unacceptable and unworthy” Suyi choked on the pumpkin seeds she was munching for quite a while and looked at Bob with a surprised face. After checking if the man had meant what he said, Suyi lightly chuckled and gently or somewhat forcefully knocked his head with her small fist while slowly shaking her head from side to side.

The photo loaded first, crystal clear and absolutely damning. Antonio in an expensive suit standing outside some upscale restaurant, his hand on the small of Lisa Knight's back, his head tilted toward her like he was listening intently to whatever she was saying. Lisa looked radiant, smiling up at him with an expression that looked intimate, comfortable, like this was far from their first time out together.

Krista explained when they finished with his neck and face, "then come back with just water on them to wipe the soap away." The life of an MMA fighter, Zach thought, chuckling to himself as he watched the two naked women going to the bathroom together, Susan's long red braid, liberally shot through with grey, hanging down to the crack of her ass. "You know, the last time I touched a cock that wasn't black was before I met David," Susan said as she wiped Zach's cock and balls, her hand wrapping around the rock-hard shaft and slowly jacking him. "It almost seems strange," she added, leaning over and running her tongue around the head of his cock, then poking it into the slit.

It was more real than the beige sofa, than the distant mountains. Leon brought them simple clothing—dark trousers, soft sweaters. They changed into separate bathrooms. When Sabatine emerged, Anton was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his back to the room, silhouetted against the lightening sky. He had washed his face; his damp hair was dark against his neck. He looked younger, and infinitely more vulnerable. Jessica was at a small desk, typing rapidly on a secure laptop. But her attention was palpably divided. Her gaze kept flicking to Anton’s rigid back, then to Sabatine, who had taken a chair in the corner, as far from everyone as possible.

SUSAN'S POV, Ever since my last encounter with Antonio, he had avoided every form of conversation with me, including ignoring my texts, The fact that he didn't want to see me greatly annoyed me, tired of his efforts, I knew I had to do something, there was no way I was going to settle for rejection and let him be without trying my best to make sure I had him all to myself, As I pondered on what to do in the cool of that evening, my smile broadened at the thought that crossed my mind, since I had found out about his little lover, I knew breaking them apart was going to earn me the ground I was looking for Without wasting another second, I got dressed in my best killer dress, determined to set

Susan is really getting the hang of the transmitter commands. Susan has removed her panties and is naked from the waist down. Danae steps over to help her undress, grabbing the bottom of her blouse and lifting it up. Susan raises her arms to let Danae remove her blouse and toss it aside. Leaving her hands in the air, Susan smiles at me as Danae unfastens the front clasp of her bra and lowers her mouth to my sister's exposed nipple.