Leseprobe
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Brat's Pony Urge: Taboo Erotica
Roxanne Emerson
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Belletristik / Gegenwartsliteratur (ab 1945)
Beschreibung
Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), 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.
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Christine grabbed her jeans off the floor and hauled herself up, sliding the faded denim up her long legs. Swaying slightly, she stood on wobbly legs, stiff from being on her knees for so long.
Moaning and sore-muscled, she bent over and grabbed the shirt. As she slipped her arms through the sleeves, she staggered out the bedroom. Having been fucked by Laddie had unleashed the full fury of her passion-she wanted more. She knew where to get it.
Outside on the porch, her shirt open, her jeans not yet snapped, but clinging to the swell of her hips, she looked around. There was still plenty of time before her father came home. In her exuberance, she stumbled down the stairs, heading for the small stable. Champion, her father's quarter horse, and her pony, Brownie, were kept there.
A lewd smile cracked her face as she stepped out of the sun into the cool stable. she went over to her father's horse and patted his nose. "Mmmmmm, Champion, I think you might be just a little too big for me." She stroked his thick-muscled neck with smooth long caresses.
Curiosity got the better of her. She opened the stall and led her father's horse out to the middle of the stable. Petting his flank, she slid her hand nervously down to his hind quarters. She knelt down and gasped. The animal's huge meaty prick, jutting out from the thick wrinkled skin that held it, was a formidable sight for the teenager. She had never seen such a cock-a thick trunk that would rip her apart.
