Brat Digs Dobermans: Extreme Taboo Erotica E-Book

Fedora Ward

• 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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"Idaho. I lived on a farm." Cassy's innocent gaze drifted to the screen door. A large Great Dane pushed it open and came out to the porch. He sat beside Connie. "He's big," Cassy remarked.
"During the summer, he's my best friend," Connie said. Her hand stroked the animal's sleek coat. "You have a pet?"
"I did," Cassy replied, thinking of Mike. "A pony. You're dog is almost as big."
"Mmmmm, I'd love to have a pony," the girl said, following a soft giggle. Connie's dark eyes glared boldly at Cassy. "You still a virgin?"
Cassy blushed three shades of red, avoiding the girl's stare. "Y...ye...yes."
"Shit." Connie got to her feet and stretched. Her large tits strained against the tight jersey. "I always thought country girls made it with the farm animals." The girl giggled devilishly.

Leseprobe

Brat Digs Dobermans

Fedora Ward

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER ONE

Dropping the towel to the floor, her wide-set, innocent blue eyes were glued to the reflection of her lithe, naked body. Slowly, as if in a trance, her hands skimmed up her sides and over the swells of her blossoming hips to her soft, firm belly. A tremor swept slowly up her spine as her fingers dipped between her long, parted legs.

"Oooooo," she cooed dreamily as her delicate fingers curled through her silky, blonde pussy hair. Warm pussy juice oozed from her teenaged body, drenching her fingers and bathing her swollen virgin cunt.

Her breath caught in her throat and her knees weakened. She gasped, her fingers in between her gooey cuntlips. Air rushed out of her open panting mouth. She rotated her slim, girlish hips. Juice seeped out over her exploring fingers. A free hand roamed her warm flesh, then settled on a rising mound of ripening tittie meat.

She squeezed each pulpy tit mound, each swollen nipple, each hard-pointed tit tip while the other hand frantically caressed the juicy slit of her cunt. Her blue eyes rolled, her legs trembled, and she swayed on her feet. When her frantic fingers found her blood-engorged clit, she pinched it, gently rubbed it between her fingers.