Susan Strong Novels & Stories

I make a series of phone calls through the VPN Gamma Reggie provided until I finally track down the witch in question. “Sora Mirabella, thank you for speaking with me. My name is Musu Goba. I am sorry to hear of the loss of your Sisters.” “Renounced Beta Musu Aamina Goba, thank you for speaking with me.” The woman on the other end has a thick accent that may be Hungarian. There is a low tone to her voice that sounds like an oboe. She knew my former title and middle name. Impressive. She must be extremely powerful to discern that sort of information about my spirit. “My apologies for making you search for my audience. I’ve been hiding. I hope you understand.”

Nathan said. "She pulls any girly shit, I'm packing and coming home," Norman said. "Will you both stop worrying, I'm telling you it is going to be great." Nathan said. "Yah that coming from the man who’s bed she will be in every night. Why is her assistant coming?" Jacob asked. "Her assistant is Susan," Nathan told them. "That makes perfect sense now," Norman said. Nathan went over to the map and charts on the table, Norman and Jacob followed him. Look, Cassie said she would have never stayed in that wing, because she could not see the sun rise." Nathan said.

I have hated him since then. I asked Emily to make me a meal at least it'll distract her , she's like a sister to me and when Susan told me her story I was very sad . I already have plans for the so-called ex-husband and if Casper doesn't work things out with her I am ready to ask her out . “ Susan, what time are we leaving ?.” Matthew asked Susan who was busy checking out somethings Susan is a very strong and successful woman , she is the female version of a Mafia Don .

"Are you blind? I am also a guest here, I guess we would be teammates and we will see more of each other for a week,” "Anyways, you interrupted my introduction, wait at the side, after I am done, you introduce yourself as well,” Alexa warned. Susan's hand shot out, her palm connecting firmly with Alexa's shoulders in a firm push and she screamed, "No, girl, you will introduce yourself after I am done with my introduction!" The push was so swift and aggressive, pulling Alexa back, leaving her no choice but to stumble backwards with her words stuck on her lips. "Hi everyone, I am Susan Sanders. A movie actress and I play the piano quite well. I am the daughter of Hanks Sanders and the wife of

Alice cleared her throat in an effort to pull their attention back to the fact that she was still present, an effort that worked like a charm. " Umm sorry, this is Alice, you already met, just that she had been unconscious, " he spoke looking at Alice who stared back, " Alice meet Susan, she's an ex CSS agent, " he said and looked up at Susan before continuing to say " and an old friend of mine " But Sus chuckled at his last sentence and replied " oh am sure we were more than just friends Sunday, " a smile relaxed on her lips, before she extended a hand to Alice.

“When I first met you, I thought you were strong. Not because you were loud or bold, but because I could see how much you were holding in.” I swallowed. “Tonight,” he continued, “watching you stand up to him… I’ve never been more sure of your strength.” I gave a weak smile. “I don’t feel strong.” “You don’t need to. You just need to keep being honest with yourself.” I nodded slowly, then paused. “Can I ask you something?” He looked at me. “Of course.” “Who is Susan, really?” Logan’s face changed. I saw it—the hesitation. “What?” I asked, stepping back slightly. “Logan? What are you not telling me?”

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.

He was an idiot, he knew it; the woman loved him, supported him, and cared for him, and he just exploded at her for no reason. When he thought about it more carefully, he squirmed in his seat. Susan Crusher was a very beautiful woman with long legs and a clear conscience; she had her own job and was doing more than well with the gallery. She was well known in the world of painting and sculpture, and her exhibition space was coveted by many. Getting an exhibition in her gallery was a sure success for an artist.

Susan doesn't move until she hears the shower running. "Oh my god!" Susan exclaims, crawling towards me on the floor. "That was so weird!" She says as she pushes me down on my back on the floor. "Mom got me so fucking hot without really doing anything." Susan says, straddling my legs and sliding her pussy up over my hard cock. "I can't believe she's going to let me wax her pussy." Susan says, slipping my cock head between her soggy pussy lips, she drops down hard, engulfing my throbbing cock in her hot, liquid chasm.

"This is a first. Usually your mood improves after our little play~" Marcus stared at the girl, he was getting increasingly annoyed at her. It shocked him, he never felt this way before now. Her name was Susan, and she had the role of his stress relief doll. Susan was from a line of werewolves that were built for war. No one knew why they were so strong, with endurance, speed and stamina that surpassed that of most werewolves. Their healing time was elevated, evident in the way her fair skin was already clearing up and reverting to it's butter smooth state. The Lycanfrost pack had an abundance of warriors, this one Marcus reserved for himself.