Incestuous Play: Taboo Incest Erotica E-Book

Conan Fallon

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

Beschreibung

"But will you let my son test your wife?" She sat up and counted on her fingers. "He'll talk to her, but he'll wait for her to make the first move. She'll touch him first, or it's no ball game, okay? In addition, he'll seduce her in front of you and me, and in front of my daughter, too, if you like. Right in the front room, in front of God and everybody."

Greg stared, eyes wide, his mouth dry. "You mean this miracle boy can make my wife come to him, ask him for it, can make her just by...what, talking and looking?"

"Precisely."

"Now I'm positive you're all crazy in this apartment," he almost shouted as he got up to leave.


 

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Incestuous Play

Conan Fallon

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 TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER ONE

As she flitted from dressing table to closet to the bedside stand, Karen occasionally looked over her shoulder and smiled at her husband. He smiled back as he sat on the side of the bed, half dressed, wondering what the hell was wrong with him. A year ago he would have done as he pleased. He would have locked the door and they would have had their fun.

But those days were flitting into the past. Now, when his beautiful blond wife tells him she's going to spend the day downtown shopping, he merely nods and swallows his pride-and his building desire.

He'd awakened after a good night's sleep, pleased that it was Saturday and that he had nothing to do. Of course he'd brought some legal work home with him. How else was a young lawyer going to get ahead at Remington and Edison? Those old bastards judged a man by the weight of his brief case, not by how much weight he carried inside his head.

Still, he had a free day and, especially, a free morning. He'd wanted to spend it with Karen, not shopping downtown but in their apartment. Perhaps in the front room where they could look down on the glittering blue pool and, farther out, the white fringe of beach and the deep blue of the sea beyond. Yes, this view cost them a pretty penny, but they knew that they weren't living in Dubuque when they looked out of it. They knew they were a part of the swinging Southern California set.