- I started in this industry very early. Too early. – he shrugged, although it was noticeable that that wasn't exactly a subject he seemed to like to talk about – I saw and lived a lot. Every day I am grateful that my parents were not dazzled and were attentive and careful with me. Thanks to them, I was able to remain a teenager as much as possible, even though I was immersed in a very adult world. If I hadn't stayed focused on my goals and they hadn't been preoccupied with analyzing every job I took and who I was getting involved with, maybe my life would have taken a very different course. It's a world of fame and pursuit of perfection that can easily blind you if you're not careful. I've seen it happen many times over the years while I was still only working as a model. So, of course, I worried a lot about my little sister wanting to enter this world. As much as I tried, I knew I couldn't protect her from absolutely everything, especially since she was a dreamy and inconsequential t
- That was the main reason I worked so hard at that time: the growth and prosperity of the agency depended a lot on my image and the importance my name had in the market, so I did my best to keep myself in evidence, at least until we are consolidated. When that finally happened, and the agency was not only paying for itself but also making quite a bit of profit, I finally allowed myself some rest. – he sighed – That was when I realized that I much preferred the life I led in the office than under the spotlight and decided to retire. I was 27 at the time and everyone considered me to be at the height of my career, so my decision caused a bit of an uproar. But, luckily for me, the agency was already one of the biggest in the market and I was able to complete my retirement with peace of mind. And it was the best decision I've made in years. – He gave a relieved smile – Not that I didn't feel fulfilled professionally when I was still a model, but my work as an entrepreneur and agent fits m
- You're lucky she's not here to hear this. – He laughed, completely oblivious to the path her thoughts had taken – Mom keeps moaning about how you don't visit her enough, even after Megan and Devon's wedding. And now that you're my girlfriend and her youngest daughter, she'll go to great lengths to keep the dinner table always full for you. – he joked, carefree. - You... Won't tell them about our plan? – Missy questioned, wondering how he said that… Almost as if she was his real girlfriend and Gwyneth could really start to consider her as her daughter, as she did with Megan and Paul. Looking taken aback by her question, Logan remained with a frown for a few seconds, before answering her, “I… I don't think it's necessary. - And even? – now she was even more stunned – Why? You guys are so close, I thought they'd be the first to know. - Yes you are right. We are very close. – Logan sighed heavily – You know, they've been hoping for a long time for me to find… A girlfriend. Someone I
Whimpering, she opened her legs, welcoming the soft touch, crazed with the feel of his fingers against her quivering flesh and needy clit. With an approving grunt as he sucked on her neck, Logan continued that pleasurable torture for several minutes, taking advantage of the fact that the completely wet fabric was almost paper thin to simulate gently penetrating her a few times, while his thumb continued to rub frantically. her clit to the point of making her scream. "Logan…" she moaned, lost in pleasure as she dug her nails into his back and kissed her neck, desperate to taste his skin too. And, suddenly, she found herself lying on her back on the sofa, with Logan on top of her. A sensual, wicked smile formed on her face as his eyes roamed over her body lustfully, making her feel as if she were already stark naked. Still wearing that fierce expression, he again moved one of his hands between her thighs, right below where her light skirt was bunched at her waist, and this time he push
Logan Knight was in her room. He was in her room and they were kissing each other hungrily as his hands caressed and squeezed her ass. She could feel his erection pressing against his belly and that throbbing place between her legs was so wet she could feel even her thighs getting slick. If before she thought that the urge for his kiss was strong, it was because she still had no idea what that new sensation would be like: the desperation to touch him, to be able to feel him inside her. It was so intense it was almost excruciating, but in a deeply pleasurable way. And, above all, there was the most incredible fact about the whole situation: he seemed to feel the same as she did, judging by the way he was touching her. When had the world become a possible place for something like this to happen? -I've wanted to do this for so long... – Logan murmured between kisses, his hands going up to her back, where he started to unzip her dress – You can't imagine how many times I've dreamed of l
Worryingly huge. Enough to make her gasp and sit up in bed, momentarily recovered from even her explosive orgasm. She remembered hearing one of the models make a dirty joke once about how photographers had to digitally turn down the volume on Logan's underwear when he was still a model so that the shoots wouldn't look indecent. At the time, Missy had just blushed to the last hair and pretended to laugh. When could she even imagine that that was the purest truth? - Uh... Logan... - she stammered, needing to warn him of something she had just realized, while observing that huge, purple and veiny thing in front of her - I... I don't think there is any way to…” – she swallowed, though her mouth was far from dry – – Of making it fit inside me. she murmured, perhaps more flushed than she had ever been in her entire life. She had few visual references to nude men, but all of them so far seemed to be a standard size: the depictions in biology books, a few actors in the edgier movies she'd se
For another minute, he just remained watching her intently, his green eyes gleaming with an intensity she couldn't quite put into words, but which made her heart swell warmly. During that moment, she felt as if they had cut themselves off from the rest of the world and entered a reality where there was just the two of them, connected, united, in perfect harmony. And not just carnally. It was hard to explain, but... For a second , she felt…she felt like she was complete. As if she'd finally found a lost part of her soul that she didn't even know was missing. It was strange, indescribable... It's sublime. So when he moved a little farther forward, even with the twinge of pain and the slightly uncomfortable sting, Missy didn't feel bad. On the contrary, as he moved farther and farther and her slick flesh hugged him hungrily, Missy felt powerful, free. Her body was small and shivering with pleasure against his, muscled and powerful, but none of it made her feel smaller or inferior. Ther
"I hope that's enough…" That whispered wail made Missy's heart clench, but before she could even think to ask what was wrong, the regret was gone from Logan's face, replaced by that determined and determined expression. mischievous, which she was beginning to learn always preceded some moment of pleasure – Trust me, love, you'll soon be enjoying fingering that little pussy of yours. But first… – he palmed her ass, giving her a firm grip before bringing her closer to him, impaling her with his cock to the point where her clit rubbed against his muscular abdomen – I think I should give her a hug. you a small sample of how your life will be from now on... And then, in the next second, she was on cloud nine, unable to even remember her own name. It was the only way to describe the feeling of pure satisfaction that washed over her as Logan began to drive himself inside her with all his might, hitting sensitive spots and reaching depths unheard of in her pussy while fingering her clit wicke