Balling Incest: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Joseph Caldwell

• Herausgeber: Vintage Pulp Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

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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Ranger Clark Bronson, with his wife and two teen-aged children had been stationed in the Uinta mountains for the past eight months, and with the arrival of spring Clark was so horny he was ready to fuck anything. The living quarters at the station were more than adequate and fresh supplies were brought in every two weeks, but the isolation, loneliness and boredom had been hard to cope with.

Clark's wife, Jane, was an extremely horny woman who spent most of the winter entertaining her husband in bed. Before coming to this isolated spot, the woman usually had two or three lovers on the side to keep her satisfied. But for the past several months she'd had only her husband for her sexual enjoyment. Jane was a raving beauty in her late-thirties who had a shimmering head of natural blonde hair with golden curls between her legs to prove it was real.

"Darling," she whispered one evening when she was snuggled on her husband's lap on the couch. "Now that the kids have gone to bed, let's play some naughty games with each other." "Are you getting in a horny mood?" he teased, resting his hand on her bare thigh as she squirmed her sweet, soft ass, around on his lap.

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Balling Incest

Joseph Caldwell

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ONE

Clark's wife, Jane, was an extremely horny woman who spent most of the winter entertaining her husband in bed. Before coming to this isolated spot, the woman usually had two or three lovers on the side to keep her satisfied. But for the past several months she'd had only her husband for her sexual enjoyment. Jane was a raving beauty in her late-thirties who had a shimmering head of natural blonde hair with golden curls between her legs to prove it was real.

"Darling," she whispered one evening when she was snuggled on her husband's lap on the couch. "Now that the kids have gone to bed, let's play some naughty games with each other." "Are you getting in a horny mood?" he teased, resting his hand on her bare thigh as she squirmed her sweet, soft ass, around on his lap.

"You better believe I am," whispered Jane, feeling his hand moving up under her skirt.

The woman rarely ware any panties and the moment his thick middle finger made contact with her slippery cuntlips she softly moaned and spread her thighs for him. As always, the touch of any man's hand against her pussy wildly aroused her.