Novel & Cerita The Perfect Lady

Again, I stared down at the woman I was plowing. They'd called Ariana a fuck goddess before, but then what did that make Vanessa? She was a piece of female perfection, from the curve of her sides to the jiggle of her breasts hanging down, conical under her. Her tan skin and golden hair were flawless. You couldn't mold a more perfect woman. And I was fucking her. Forcing sounds and screams out of her. It's enough of a dream to play a Stradivarius. But to suddenly become a virtuoso in front of an eager crowd? It was beyond anything I could have fantasized about.

The distance she had been keeping till now was abolished by him just like that. "Oh for the love of God, stop it you Romeo," the lady laughed heartily at his statement and looked at Emma whose concentration was solely on his hand that was setting her body on fire. Why must he put it there? She didn't sign up for this. The men kept discussing some business matters while the lady talked with Emma, and she was impressed by how gentle and unpretentious Emma was. Fate may have snatched everything from her but it couldn't take away the class and the elegance she possessed. She's stunning with her perfect manners and delicate beauty. Realistic, composed and calm. Nobody could judge she didn't belon

This was another planet. The place was too serene, too perfect—from the manicured gardens to the birds chirpin’ soft melodies from cherry blossom trees. It was all so dreamlike. Too good to be true. Everything about it felt too superb. Too calm. Like… home. Until it didn’t. The door flung open and a lady stormed in with four guards and three maidens. She walked in like she owned the damn place—no, scratch that, like she fucking ruled it. Every step was measured, perfect, graceful—as if she had rehearsed it in front of a mirror a hundred times. She was so fucking beautiful, it was like staring at a weapon wrapped in designer clothes.

The lady asked as she stood by the door, staring back at Loverina. “Yeah, but who are you?” Loverina asked as she sat properly on the bed and scanned the lady. She was beautiful and her choice of outfit was excellent. Her dark straight hair rested on her shoulders and Loverina began to wonder if the lady was another person Jayden played with. Unlike Loverina, the lady had big firmed boobs and her lashes were long. Jayden really had a good taste at picking ladies.

he roars. I try not to make a smart ass remark about his change of attitude. Less than a minute later, a lady comes out and meets us where we are. Her hair falls neatly around her neck, big blue eyes shining bright and purple lipstick gracing her lips. I take a second to assess her from the hair to the feet, her figure is immaculate, she could very easily be a model. I have one word to describe her but it's slipping my mind. I take another glance at her, she's–perfect, that's the word. “What do you want?” she snarls, her gaze momentarily drifting to me.

He still wore his emotions on his sleeve, and that alone made him perfect—although I won't deny that his chiseled perfection didn't hurt. Before he reached me, his mouth parted to speak when a hand gripped his forearm and tugged him. He turned with a perplexed look. It was the lady who had danced with him earlier. Only now she was butt-naked. She had brown skin but not necessarily because she was black. She could have been mixed-race or Hispanic. She was short but was stacked with curves that fashion magazines would consider too fat. But she didn't carry herself as if she thought she weighed too much. She had long black hair that swept her rounded ass, and her breasts were full and large, bu

“Something you can never win against me.” Her long brown wavy hair splayed beautifully around her back and shoulders, oh if she wasn't only a picture of perfection in a pretty feminine white business suit and a black blouse and a pair of fuck-me heels. The glow of the lights from the ceiling accentuated her soft features, making her the damsel-in-distress of every man's fantasy. Through perfection comes a costly price to pay. She wore everything she's not.

she continued. Before Emily could respond, the door slowly gave way, revealing a beautifully dressed lady. Emily was taken aback by Ariana's stunning beauty when she saw her for the first time. She has a radiant complexion that glows in the moonlight. Her long, wavy hair cascades down her back in a waterfall of golden locks. Her deep blue eyes sparkle like diamonds, and her full lips are painted with a soft pink hue. Her slender figure is accentuated by the flowing white dress she wears, which hugs her curves in all the right places. Her graceful movements and elegant posture make her seem like a princess from a fairy tale. Mesmerized by her stunning beauty, Emily couldn't help but stare at

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

“I question the old man, and he studies me in silence. “If you do, then you would understand why I'm here. “I reply, and he shuts his eyes and inhales deeply. “You really want to be perfect, huh? “He questions and I stare at him in silence. “I believe you've heard the saying, beauty is pain. How much pain are you willing to go through, and how beautiful do you want to be? How hungry are you for perfection? “He questions, and I scoff. “ I'd bear any amount of pain to shut my Aunt up. To be a god who would stun everyone, and be mindlessly worshiped. I'm not hungry for perfection, I'm starved for it, and I'd go to any length to attain it. “I reply. Burning as the occurrence from the party repla