Leseprobe
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Dogs for Daughter: Taboo Erotica
Cora Schmidt
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Belletristik / Gegenwartsliteratur (ab 1945)
Beschreibung
Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length, post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even give a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.
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Laurie Higgenbottom licked her pouty lower lip, drawing her slender fingers over her thighs. She was too young, her mother said, for serious dating. But sitting there now with her knees drawn tightly together, her bare legs rubbing softly against the scratchy cushion, she was hot and horny. Sitting there alone, Laurie could feel her nipples standing up on end, feeling so itchy and scratchy as they poked teasingly against her dark blue bikini top.
And the way the tiny blue patch of silk pressed against her cunt! Laurie shivered, feeling warm moisture seep from her pussy and wet down the material. She felt so damp down there as she leaned back against the rear of the sofa, feeling her pert little ass sink comfortably into the cushions. Her mother had warned her about men.
At this point, however, Laurie didn't care. She wanted a man spreading her legs apart with his cock pressed up against her cunt-lips, parting them, slipping into her virginal fuck-hole.
"Oooooooh!"
The hot itchy feeling between her legs had been getting worse each day now for the past month. She could hardly sit without thinking about fucking.
Laurie frowned, drawing one hand over her forehead. No dates, no guys over even for a coke or to watch TV.
"Oh, hi, Pal. Got tired of just sitting around and thought you'd come over for a hug?"
Laurie bent down, scratching her fingers through the dog's thick fur. Her only friend! Pal was a three-year-old German shepherd. Now he was Laurie's only company-he and her friend Ginger.
