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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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Nancy crashed to her knees, reeling backward in pain. She wound up in a sprawled sitting position, one leg tucked under her ass and the other stretched out in front of her. The dog acted quickly, moving between the brunette's splayed thighs. His tongue stretched out, brushing against the narrow band of wet nylon pressed hard against her cuntlips. Nancy couldn't believe what was happening to her. She moved forward, actually pushing her hips up and down. The dog whimpered and moved his snout from side to side. The nylon twisted into a rope, pressing hard against her inner cuntlips. It was peeling them back, forcing them aside. No, she couldn't really be doing this. It was some kind of freaky accident. She couldn't actually be letting this Doberman violate her in front of her own mother with all these men watching!
And yet there he was, his stubby tail wagging back and forth. That low growl started in his throat again. His eyes slitted, glistening with lust while his pointed ears flattened back.
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Brat's Beast Orgy
Irene Booth
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 ELEVEN
"Take off your boots and shake the snow from your coat," Nancy heard her mother call out from the living room. The girl smiled, uncoiling the long woolen scarf from her neck and laying it carefully across a small metal table in the hall. Her mother always cautioned her about being neat, even though she knew her daughter was more meticulous than she was.
Slipping off her coat and boots, Nancy thought of what had happened that morning in the gym locker room-the nerve of that Sally Granger calling her all those names! It wasn't true about her and Lee VanDeveiter! Not at all! She wasn't that kind of girl to go and-fuck with a boy. God, how horrible that word sounded, even to think about it! No, she wasn't that kind of girl, no matter what Sally and all her horrible friends said. Lee was just a good friend, although Nancy had to admit he made her feel all wet and funny between her legs whenever he was near her. Then her nipples stiffened, scratching against her bra while her pussy did funny things-tightening up, actually getting wet and feeling all tingly and itchy!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!
Lesen Sie weiter in der vollständigen Ausgabe!