Willow Preston Nude Novels & Stories

I was being worshipped by the father while the sons watched in agony. "I think it's time for you to take big daddy's cock now," Preston rasped. He stood up and, with one violent movement, ripped my hoodie and bra clean off, leaving me completely naked and exposed in the center of the room. He reached for his belt, his eyes fixed on mine. "Watch closely, boys," Preston hissed as his massive, throbbing cock sprang free. "This is how a Vanderbilt claims what's his."

"Jean Mitchell, don't think that everyone is a slut like you. Show me the proof if you can!" The next second, Jenny turned on the projector in the meeting room. A picture of a naked Lorraine Hill and Willie Castillo hugging together, appeared on the huge screen. Jean shrugged. "There. There’s the proof you wanted."

she asked. Preston looked at her casually, "Yeah, I'm only wearing the boxers for you ... you might be the only girl I know that doesn't want to see what's underneath it." He chuckled obnoxiously. She rolled her eyes and threw a pillow to his face. "And usually ... everyone else is naked too," he was referring to his orgies. "Sometimes ..." Julie put her palm on his face, "Forget I ask ... I don't wanna know." She sat on the edge of the bed, "Kelsey's like that too ... I'm so lucky to have best friends who love to be naked around me," her tone was bitter.

she said and they chuckled and resumed kissing immediately. Soon, the shallow light of the half moon could barely reveal their entire naked body. Mostly the light shown on his in and out active moving back, while the light only revealed her face. Forehead squeezed, eyes closed and mouth opened, as she moaned softly from the stream of pleasure she rolled in. SAINT LOUIS CATHEDRAL: "I got a bad idea about this," Willow admitted dressed in a long oxblood colored gown, lipstick matched her dress and heels. "I totally agree with her," William averred dressed in a black fitted suit, oxblood inner shirt without a tie.

The sun was just starting to rise, my normal wake-up time, but there was nothing normal about today. Willow’s succulent body was pressed right up against mine, her leg thrown over my waist, pressing right up against my morning wood, and the smooth skin of her stomach pressed against the bare skin of my abdominals, her shirt had ridden up to bunch just below her bountiful breasts. The only thing that would make this moment better would be if she were completely naked and riding my cock while my teeth sank deep into her neck, marking her as mine for everyone to see. My wolf immediately agreed with my assessment, eager to make it a reality.

Giving Shawn a look of lets please our mate, the two of us began to undress quickly to join our mate that was now spread out in the middle of the bed waiting on the two of us to join her. Shawn had already had her earlier, so he stepped to the side of the bed and moved to Willow’s side giving me the first pleasures of taking her glistening pussy that was calling to me.

My cock stayed thick and heavy in my jeans the whole time, aching every time I pictured her spread out on that bed. When the stack was high enough I stacked the logs, locked every external door and window, checked the perimeter cameras, then washed my hands in the outdoor sink until they were raw. Only then did I go back inside. Back to her. I opened the bedroom door quietly. Willow jerked against the restraints the second she saw me, eyes wide and glassy with leftover high, fear, and something darker, something that looked a lot like frustrated need. Her chest rose and fell fast. The lace thong was visibly soaked through now, the dark patch spreading.

She was already so close and just a little more she would come. She held her breath in anticipation as one of his hands began to trail up from her hips to her stomach and then under the sexy red nightwear Abigail got for her to grab a breast. His fingers pinched one hard pebbled dusty pink nipple and her back bowed off the bed and she gave a sharp cry as she came. Willow's eyes burst open and she was panting as she sat up or tried to because she couldn't. Her legs were spread open and her legs were hanging on someone's shoulders and she could feel something hot and wet lapping at her core.

"You remember you're my wife now, huh? You remember Cyrus was your son? "I went to your unit looking for you. They said you were out on a mission. But when I turned around, I saw you at Phillip's house. You were playing family with his child. "Cyrus was lying alone in the hospital morgue, and you were laughing with another man's kid. Did you ever think about how Cyrus would feel if he saw that?" That day… I stood outside the courtyard wall. I watched Jennifer let Tommy hold her hand as they ran circles around Phillip.