Enticing Mommy: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Anna Conda

• Herausgeber: Palimpsest Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: Very taboo. Not for the faint of heart. May include BDSM, incest, and other taboo and forbidden elements. This is a vintage **full length** (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel.

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Bob heard his mother's moaning rise to a pinnacle of lust, and he followed the sound with his pumping fist. When she was expressing the frenzy of a coming, cunt-lapped sex fiend by her wild wails, Bob was sharing her pleasure. His cock was bucking and burning, and soon a fountain of gism was leaping from the tip of it.

It was fascinating jerking off to the sounds of his mother's lust, but the climax was spoiled by the jealousy he felt toward the guy who was getting the real thing. As he lay in bed in horny madness, he plotted ways to get what he longed for so desperately. If his mother fell asleep before her boy friend left, he could wait for the guy to leave, then crawl into his mother's bed and pretend to be the guy and fuck her.
 

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Enticing Mommy

Anna Conda

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

CHAPTER TWLEVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER ONE

They usually went to Carl's place, but this time they decided to come to Pat's because it was so much closer and they didn't want to wait any longer than necessary to start fucking.

Pat led the way into the bedroom with Carl hanging onto her bouncing tits. As soon as they were in her room, he began pulling her clothes off. His clumsy fingers fumbled at her buttons until her tits were sticking out into the room. Carl pushed Pat down on her bed and lowered his head to the twin mounds of shimmering tit-flesh.

Letting the weight of his head be supported by the firm globes, Carl sucked her silver-dollar-sized nipple into his mouth. As he sucked his hand snuck up her dress, following the smooth skin of her inner thigh to the moist junction of her crotch. The nylon of her undies felt hot and wet as Carl pressed the fat lips of her cunt through the material.

He slipped his fingers into the tiny garment and into the tangle of curls that covered the slavering pussy. His fingers found the slot of slippery, pinkflesh that lined that juicy twat, and crept in. Pat grabbed his head and pulled his face to hers. Their mouths came crashing together in a wild kiss and their tongues charged into each other's mouths.