Tony Lopez Nudes Novels & Stories

She pecked his chest for a while but got no response. Tony was just standing there like a stick. She took a step back scrutinizing his body. His V-line made her blush. Every time her eyes met that area, she felt her body do some strange dancing. She stole a glance at Tony's face. The smirk was still in the corner of his lip, and he folded his arm, watching her patiently, while drops of water covered his naked skin.

I asked. His eyes darkened and he gulped. That was all the answer I needed from him to put on a strip show for him. As seductively and sexily as I could, I took off my hoodie followed by the shirt I had underneath. Tony’s eyes roamed my torso hungrily and I was grateful for the kind of body I had.

The shower was torturous. I wanted nothing more than to get down on my knees and take Tony's cock into my mouth. It taunted me as we showered. Thick, hard. Pointed right at me. It didn't help that Antonio insisted on washing my body himself, and made sure to spend extra careful attention on my breasts. My nipples were sensitive, extremely so. The loofah rubbing on them was nearly enough to cause me to cum, especially since I knew it was Tony's hands guiding it. When it came time to washing my pussy, he handed me the loofah.

He closed the door, gently pulled back the curtain, and stepped in. The site that greeted him raised his heart rate and gave him that signature pull of arousal in his gut. Man, Tony shirtless in sleep pants was hot, but Tony totally in the nude with his muscles highlighted by the sheen of the water? To say he was a site to drool over didn't do him justice. No, Tony wet with his arms crossed and erection ready to go was the pure picture of lust. Dillon needed him. NOW.

a voice announced, "It's been a long time Lauren." Sam was still draped over Lauren but he looked around and saw Tony in the doorway. He was stark naked with a long fully erect cock that must have been a good 8 inches though it wasn't as girthy as his own cock. For a guy in his fifties he was in good shape, no paunch, broad shoulders, 6 foot tall with some blonde body hair and obviously went to the gym as he was toned but not muscly and he wore his baldness well.

Talen agreed. “But there was… Hmm,” Tony took a flask from his pocket and took a swig before offering it to Talen. “I saw him once. It looked like he was taking piss. But his expression when he saw me there was so guilty. I pretended not to think anything about it, but when I went to where he was pissing against the tree, there wasn’t any piss, and…” He sighed. “I could see the back porch of one of the houses, and a mother was giving her kids their bath. At the time, I thought…” “You thought he was jerking off to her?” Talen realized.

Howard, CEO of Spiro Inc, shipping business blah blah…God, he was depressing. And just down his wordy bio was the convenient account of his daughter @baddie_tonia. I clicked on it seeing what I was throwing myself into. My to be wife was well…how to fucking put this gently-a people pleaser or in this case a guy pleaser. On one end was a picture of her naked in some shoot of the sort, the only thing hiding her nipples being two blurred blue spots. The next pictures were alright-if you fancied G-strings, skimpy bikinis, silicone boobs and lip fillers.

It wasn’t as if she never wore revealing outfits around the house, but they were right there in front of him now, mashing into the tabletop and nearly popping out the top of her tank. Even though Tonya had her face buried in her studies, Larry didn’t know how she could not be aware of the way her tits were on display. Maybe she thought he was as focused on his work as she was on hers. But he wasn’t. That just seemed impossible. The girl’s full, round globes were barely more than half covered and looming in front of him just beyond arm’s reach. Larry squeezed his cock under the table again. He was hard as a rock now, and it was forming an unmistakable bulge against his pants. His secretive sq

Tony slowly stood leaving me naked and spread out waiting for him while he undressed. His body was phenomenal. Ripped in all the right places, young and tender and I’m sure he had the stamina of 100 horses. He pulled out a box of condoms and placed them on the side of the table, grabbing one and rolling it on his shaft. He walked over to the bed watching me like a hawk. Tony crawled slowly on top of me, my legs open exposing my honey pot waiting for him to enter. He laid on top of me, caressing my face and kissing me all over. He lowered his head, licking circles around my nipple. “Mmmmmm,” I moaned softly anxiously waiting to feel him fill me up.

Leo followed his gaze only to have his breath stolen from him. Ana!!! Fuck its Ana!!! His angel!!! She was standing with hands tied behind, while Tony harshly clutching her hair in a fist, face up front, angling her face for a better view for the bidder. She was clad in glittery tiny piece of clothes. Her green eyes held another story. They were half open. Her lips parted, inviting to take them. Her face held pain and innocence. When her head shook and her lips moved in wincing, Leo flipped his gaze in the way of the cause. Tony was causing her discomfort. Not caring about the agony that his fist around her hair was creating, he continued with his bidding among the people.