Horny Cougar Aunt: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Anita Mandelay

• Herausgeber: Taboo Pulp Press
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel. This is bad stuff. Both bad meaning bad and bad meaning *good*. The story is so crazy, we can't even give a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.

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But Tammy needed only one glance at her nephew to feel her curiosity turning to blatant lust.
He was naked, the towel concealing his face as he briskly dried his hair, his naked body completely exposed to his aunt. Tammy's eyes passed briefly over his surprisingly muscular body before homing intently on his cock.
Why, it was simply gorgeous! Tammy's eyes bulged as she gaped at the tremendously long, fat shaft hanging half-limp between his thighs. Why, it was one of the biggest cocks she'd ever seen in her life! How could a boy so young possibly be hung with such a magnificent horse-cock?
"Oh, Stevie!"
"Aunt Tammy!" Stevie tore the towel from his head, his boyish face coloring as he looked at his aunt, holding the towel chastely in front of his crotch. Tammy felt a wet, throbbing need pounding in her cunt. She faced him, smiling sweetly, trembling lightly with lust.

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Horny Cougar Aunt

Anita Mandelay

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER ONE

Tammy paused as she paced her bedroom, brushing her long, straight blonde hair back from her wide, baby-blue eyes as she checked the clock. Eight p.m.; the evening wasn't lost yet. Impulsively she started stripping, her big, firm tits jiggling as she shed the clothes from her slender curvaceous, golden-tanned body. Then she went to her bureau and started rummaging in the drawers, picking out the sluttiest outfit she could.

Rachel seemed to be under the impression that Stevie was still a baby, but Tammy knew perfectly well that the innocent-looking, tousle-haired youth was old enough to take care of himself. By the time she'd been Stevie's age, Tammy had been humping her brains out with half the guys in her school. Babysitting a kid that age! It was ridiculous! And if Stevie needed a babysitter, then why didn't Rachel's older son, Johnny, need one too? Shit, he was only two or three years older!

But Rachel hadn't seen it that way, had she? Tammy thought irritably, selecting an elastic tube top and the skimpiest denim cut-offs she owned.