Mattress To Mattress Family: Taboo Incest Erotica E-Book

Pearline Sharrow

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

Beschreibung

"That wasn't ah that turned you on," her father said. "You started saying how nice it would be to suck your own son off, that you wanted his cock in your mouth, in your cunt, up your asshole."
"I did," her mother agreed.
"But how did it happen?" Carol asked. "I mean, with Susan and David."
"Easily enough," her mother said.
"It sure was," her father grinned, squeezing Carol's ass. "Your mother caught David and Susan feeling each other up. It seems this whole family is fuck crazy."
 

Leseprobe

Mattress To Mattress Family

Pearline Sharrow

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 ONE

Out of the downpour now, she turned and looked at the rain, a smile on her mouth. Rain always made her horny, and she was horny now. The thin dress Was plastered against her tall, slender body, molding her straining pointing breasts, the nipples outlined. The dress hugged her hips, pressing against her swelling buttocks. Her thighs were bare, exposed by the shortness of her summer frock.

Crossing her arms beneath her breasts, she leaned against the door and watched the rain come down, her smile soft, blue-green eyes bright and shining. Her buttocks flexed as a rippling sensation stabbed about her cunt. A soft moan escaped her lips, her eyes becoming vacant as the pleasant sensation grew between her thighs. One hand cupped a flawless breast, squeezing gently.

Carol did not mind that her neighbors could see her standing beneath the small roof of the steps. She hardly knew any of them anyway.

Holding her firm breast, she began a slow revolving movement with her hips, a movement that soon became a subtle bumping and grinding motion. She pressed her thighs tightly together, creating a delicious pressure at the hairy lips of her pussy, against her distended clitoris. Squeezing her thighs this way was something Carol did often. She liked the feeling it caused between them.

The rain falling on the trees and the roof of the small porch sent waves of erotic delight racing up and down her spine, and she hugged herself tightly. After a few minutes, she fished her key from her bag and opened the door. Inside the small living room, she went about opening blinds so she could watch it rain. Although it was slightly past noon, it was dark outside, so she switched on the lights.