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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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"Don't worry about it. We can say we got lost or something."
Peter regarded his twin sister fondly. Penny was coltish long legged, narrow hipped, but amazingly full breasted. Her green bikini top barely covered the round bulk of her soft mounds.
Penny wore a beaded Indian headband to control her long, straight red-brown hair. Her golden brown eyes snapped with excitement and daring. She squeezed Peter's cock. "Want me to jack you off quick or slow this time?"
"Slow. I'll finger you off slow, too." He slid his hand under the elastic of her bikini bottom. His fingers touched the first curly hairs on her mound.
"God, if Mom knew what we do sometimes!" Penny giggled. She regarded Peter's beginning mustache critically. She touched it with a fingertip. "It should be long and droopy over the corners of your mouth...like the old-time gunfighters."
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Victorian Longwood
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 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
"Don't worry about it. We can say we got lost or something."
Peter regarded his twin sister fondly. Penny was coltish long legged, narrow hipped, but amazingly full breasted. Her green bikini top barely covered the round bulk of her soft mounds.
Penny wore a beaded Indian headband to control her long, straight red-brown hair. Her golden brown eyes snapped with excitement and daring. She squeezed Peter's cock. "Want me to jack you off quick or slow this time?"
"Slow. I'll finger you off slow, too." He slid his hand under the elastic of her bikini bottom. His fingers touched the first curly hairs on her mound.
"God, if Mom knew what we do sometimes!" Penny giggled. She regarded Peter's beginning mustache critically. She touched it with a fingertip. "It should be long and droopy over the corners of your mouth...like the old-time gunfighters."
"Mom doesn't even want me to have long hair. A handlebar would drive her up the wall."
"Mom is so square..." Penny sighed. She opened her legs as Peter's hand crawled down into her bikini bottom. She returned her hand to his trunks and found his cock greatly expanded. It reached almost up to the waistband at his belly button. "Wow, Peter, do you ever have a big hunk of meat!"
"I guess I do." He slipped a finger down into her slit. The pussy lips were dry, but inside there was a slippery accumulation of what he thought of as cunt oil.
Peter said, "You've got tremendous tits, Sis. Want me to suck on one for a while?"
"Sure." Penny pulled her bikini cups up off her breasts. The fat cones of flesh were white in contrast to the deep tan of the rest of her body.
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!
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!