Ladies And Young Studs: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Carrie Oakey

• 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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Mist spread across her vision; Carol realized with a shiver that she had rested her face on the cool glass. Her ragged breathing clouded the window, but the view was becoming less important. He kept up his insanely slow pace, pulling his long cock out almost far enough to slip from her, then plunging ... His body barely rested on her back, with most of his weight on his elbows close to her body to keep her imprisoned where he wanted her.
She was getting more interested now, and wriggled her buttocks, to provoke a change in rhythm in him.
"No," he said, firmly. "Lie still; just let me work."
 

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Ladies And Young Studs

Carrie Oakey

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 1

Mist spread across her vision; Carol realized with a shiver that she had rested her face on the cool glass. Her ragged breathing clouded the window, but the view was becoming less important. He kept up his insanely slow pace, pulling his long cock out almost far enough to slip from her, then plunging ... His body barely rested on her back, with most of his weight on his elbows close to her body to keep her imprisoned where he wanted her.

She was getting more interested now, and wriggled her buttocks, to provoke a change in rhythm in him.

"No," he said, firmly. "Lie still; just let me work."

She sighed and carefully maneuvered her face down from the glass to rest on the shaggy, soft carpet. Usually she had to coax, persuade and tantalize. Carol thought, I should be glad I found one who knows what to do for a change. But this slow, slow, slow pace ... it was dulling the edge of excitement from the first time they'd fucked.

He had taken her quickly and violently that time, slamming his cock hard into her, suddenly so excited that they had both become slippery with sweat and nearly slid off the satin sheets. He had banged her so hard (hunched over with his mouth nipping her boobs, avoiding the nipple until she had cried out and grabbed his hair to position his mouth to suck her breast) that she suddenly found her head hard against the wall. By then they were both lost in the increasing rhythm of his passion, lost slowly to the friction of his prick in her wetter and wetter hole, to the small slap of his balls against her contracting buttocks, to the split second when her body was penetrated to the limit, when his cock pressed a moment then retreated.