Susan Anton Nude Novels & Stories

The morning light filtered through the wooden blinds of the cabin, casting warm golden streaks across the room. Odette stirred awake, her body still heavy with exhaustion but her mind surprisingly calm. The events of the previous night felt distant now, like a nightmare she was finally waking from. Anton was already up, standing by the window with a steaming cup of coffee in his hand. He was shirtless, his broad shoulders catching the sunlight, and his white-blond hair was slightly tousled. The sight of him standing there, so at ease yet so commanding, sent an unexpected flutter through her chest.

It was an unaware picture of the I*******m influencer, Marie Leet. "Did you see anything suspicious?" Antonia asked taping a fashion nail in a white transparent nylon. Her hair was neatly packed in a ponytail which dropped fully on her waist line. She bent her back low a bit to find anything to link them. Yes, she was the forensic scientist. "What are you packing?" Roderigo asked, walking towards her. The question caught the rest of the team attention. They all went to her direction. "Right now, I'm feeling very important " Anthonia said, giving a loud laugh referring to the people gathering around her.

His office was suffocating just like him. A sudden knock on door interrupted his peaceful time. "Come in" here comes Damien's cold voice. "Sir, these are project files and ..." Antonia gulped and looked at Damien carefully. "And what?" Damien shot his left eyebrow in air. "Uh..sir...!" Antonio stuttered "What is it Antonio? I don't have all day for your stuttering." Damien snapped at him. "Sir Jennet is here." Antonio said and took two steps back in fear. Damien smirked and chuckled evilly. His eyes were dark and cold.

“More… I need more.” Kayla pulled back, her eyes gleaming in the dim light. “Oh, you’ll get more, little nun. So much more.” She knelt, her strong hands reaching for the hem of Susan’s habit. With a practiced tug, she pulled it up, then the underskirt beneath, until Susan’s legs were exposed to the night air. Susan wore simple cotton panties, white and virginal, a stark contrast to the raw desire that now consumed her.

"I think your mother's had enough. Been a long day for her anyway, and you know she's never been much of a drinker." "Maybe I should help her downstairs," I offered, knowing full well that would go directly against whatever scheme they'd come up with. Sure enough, Aunt Susan was quick to deny that. "No...let her be for now, she's sound asleep. Let her rest, we can help her downstairs later. Right now...I'm feeling very horny and naughty, and even more so with her sitting there," she told me, only then undoing the sash on her robe, confirming what I'd been suspicious of all evening long, that she was indeed naked beneath it. Admittedly, I was enjoying this, especially seeing my Aunt totally a

Bob whispers into Susan’s ear. Susan takes off her halter top and leather miniskirt. She mounts Bob only wearing her thong. She rocks back and forth on his hardness, moaning in pleasure with every move. Bob grabs her waist and pushes her down so he can mount her. He works her thong down her legs. Then, Susan is completely naked. Bob enters Susan. He thrusts and reaches the spot that sends Susan into ecstasy. Bob thrusts until he has finished as well. He lays down next to Susan.

All I knew was that after all of this, my clothes would be taken off. "My name is Susan. I'm twenty-four and I have everything it takes to make you happy. I'm 5'5" tall, with an hourglass shape and long hair. My eyes are stunning. I have a good bust, attractive hips, and heart-shaped lips for your pleasure." I tried to move my buttocks on his legs, acting as if I had done it before. "Is that all?" he asked. "You can feel it for yourself, I'm hot," I replied, and he fell silent again.

“He should be more affectionate, more… present.” “You know what this means,” her Lycan’s voice manifested, cold. “Shut up.” But then the hall seemed to hold its breath for a second. Natalia’s gaze, like everyone else’s, was drawn to the entrance. A subtle movement, a contained murmur, and then she saw her. The newly hired publicity assistant. Susan. She wasn’t wearing extravagant jewelry or an over-the-top dress. But the fabric hugged her body in a provocative way, highlighting every curve with a dangerous balance between elegance and sin.

I click to the close-up of her tits and my cock, already hard from Nicole and mom, jumps up and starts clamoring for release. Susan's tits are better than I ever fantasized. They are round and full and large, almost touching each other as they hang proudly from her chest. Her nipples, clearly erect in this picture are as thick as my pinky finger and stick out about a half-inch from her large, dark pink areolas. I'm stroking my cock through my pants with one hand and clicking the mouse with the other. When I get to the close shot of her pussy, I almost cum in my pants. Her pussy is completely bald. Oh fuck! She shaves her pussy! I never imagined my sister would have a shaved pussy. Her puffy