Krissy Lynn Gifs Novels & Stories

She said Krissy will drop by to pass you the pills. 'Thank Goddess….' 'You mean, 'goodness',' corrected the grammar police. 'Why do you keep saying 'Goddess' anyway?' I chuckled. 'Spent too much time with the traveller? Probably something she picked up during one of her travels.' 'Krissy? That bombshell grandma who doesn't look like a grandma?' I nodded when a soft ping greeted us. Claire picked up her phone and read something on the screen and smiled sweetly. 'It's Gina.' And she started typing away.

We all laugh loudly. “Come on, Michael, have a little fun with us. Austin put on some music!” Crissy screams, and I grab the remote and turn the music louder. The Sweet Escape of Gwen Stefani and Akon started to play. Crissy starts to dance and wing her hair back and forth, taking off her shirt the next moment. The three of us stare at her, and the next moment, Alexander also took off his shirt and joins with her. I look at Michael, and he gives me that “don’t do it” look. I smile at him, took off my shirt, and join Alexander and Crissy. Michael just stood there looking at us.

"knock the fuck off." I successfully stepped away from Chrissy but she didn't look pleased. "So, you can fuck me in front of the cameras but not off of them? Go fuck yourself, Drake!" Her voice had risen and there was no doubt several people around us had heard. I was just lucky that Lynn was out of hearing range. I needed a fucking drink. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I shook my head, glancing up as I felt someone step up to the table. “Excuse me?” “Yes?” “Are you Theresa Carter?” I nodded, smiling at the young lady. “Oh my gosh, you’re so pretty.” “Thank you. This is Kris, my best friend.” “AJ’s girlfriend. Gosh, he looks so much happier. You’ve done a number for him.” “Thanks. I’m sorry…you are?” “Where’s my head, I’m Kasy. I was wondering if it was possible to take a picture with you two? Well, with my friends over there too. Jessica and Carrie?” I turned to Kris who shrugged.

The stupid, reckless, perfect kiss. I slam the phone face down on my pillow, but it buzzes again almost instantly. Lily, of course. Lily: “Girl. Wake up. You’re on the internet. And it’s delicious.” I type back with fingers still shaky: Me: “NO.” She sends a string of laughing emojis, then another screenshot. #FlynnAndKaya trending in bold letters, Fan edits, slow-motion clips, someone’s even put our photos side by side with sparkles and dramatic music.

Damn it, brain, couldn't you just shut up? "Abhi, Priti," Kyra started, her voice dripping with mock sweetness, "do you remember the glorious photos of these ungrateful cockroaches with their heads dipped in the commode? Or the ones where they turned the bathroom floor into a swimming pool of puke before they dove in? Should we post them tonight?" Priti immediately joined in, unlocking her phone. "Oh yeah, Kyra! I have the perfect one—it has both of them in it!" Abhi leaned over, nodding in approval as the trio huddled around her screen like conspirators.

Freya looked at Persephone who was done with her side as well, clearing one of the guards with smoothness, panting as they turned to Tristan and others. “Your turn now.” Persephone smirked, motioning to them to go now and clear their wave of cerberus and open the path towards Katastrofi. “Can you fight as well?” Kriss asked worriedly, turning to Juniper, noticing her injured leg. “I’d be fine. Don’t mock me.” She smirked, resting her mace on her shoulder, stretching her arms to fight with everyone and deal with those hounds. “Good luck and take care.” Kriss said sincerely with a heartwarming smile which made her blush a little. No one said anything to their partner but Kriss did which made h

“It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to guess that you’re fantasizing about your boyfriend.” I shift on the metal seat, hands wrestling in my lap. Isn’t this how girlfriends talk to each other? If I ever want to make friends or at least be accepted, I need to stop being so scandalized. “Guilty as charged,” I mutter, making them laugh. Most of them, anyway. Krissy isn’t laughing. She looks almost calculating. “Yes, but is he fantasizing about you?” She squints down at my clothing. “You might be leaving a little too much to the imagination for that.”

Krissy not only opened her legs but reached down and with her fingers spread herself open in front of me. "Oh that looks good." I whispered. Krissy began to stroke her clit with one purple finger nail then slid her finger inside her pussy; when she removed it I could hear how wet it was. "Megan," She began softly still with that mischievous smile. "Would you like to kiss me?"