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- Herausgeber: Adult Tagged
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
Monica speaks her mind. She’s sexy, outgoing, and drawn to attractive older men. Salt and pepper hair has her dreaming of a quickie with someone else’s experienced man. A chance meeting with a sexy, distinguished, Gabe, has her lusting to get him alone.
Gabe is known for his wandering eye. He’s on his second marriage and still unable to keep it in his pants. Monica will be just another back seat adventure.
Younger women fantasize and act out on their fantasies with older men in the Someone Else’s Older Man Series. No relations needed to have fun in these shorts. Climax fast with this erotic sharing love short.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
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This is a work of fiction for sale to ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY.
This is a work of erotic fiction and contains GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF SEX, WHICH MAY OFFEND SOME AUDIENCES. This book is meant for MATURE AUDIENCES AGED 18 OR OLDER.
All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older and all sex acts are consensual by all characters involved.
Sharon Love is an Author of Adult Tagged
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MY ENEMY’S OLDER MAN
By Sharon Love
“My big mouth usually got me into plenty of trouble. This time it got me the tasty thick cock of the cheerleader’s dad. After I laid my lips on him, I was wrapping the rest of my body all over his rod.”
Saturdays were my day to chill. I walked the half block to East Pine Park to hang out. There was a huge fountain and outdoor pavilion for weddings, parties and all sorts of events. It was my place to people watch. It was my haven. Until it was invaded by the cheer twins, Alicia and Brooke.
There they were swinging on my swings. What the hell was I going to do now? Of course I never was one to back down from a fight or turn away from conflict. I usually stirred it up. So I approached the problem head on.
“Hey,” I said, walking up to them and falling down into an open swing.
“Hey. Monica right? We’re have Art Appreciation together,” Alicia said, taking notice of me.
“Why not.” I shrugged. “You an Art major?”
“Me, no.” She grabbed her chest and chuckled. “I’m just taking easy courses to keep my gpa up and stay on the cheer squad.”
“Right. Well. Good luck with that.” I pumped my legs harder, propelling myself higher up in the swing. I thought if I ignored them, they would find someplace else to go.
The two went back to their giggling. They stuck around, but had obviously already lost interest in the novelty of seeing an ordinary coed out in public. The tone of their laughter was so annoying, it scratched at my ears and I wanted to claw them off. I had to stop them.
I hopped out of the swing, sticking the landing on my feet. Pretty impressive. I thought, even in front of the cheerleading duo. They even offered applause. I bowed and asked, “So you two practicing around here?”
“No my mom’s getting remarried,” Brooke said, waving the hem of the hideous yellow dress she was wearing.
“To my dad’s brother. So we’re going to be sisters. Kinda.” Alicia said, starting the giggling again.
“And you’re here and not at the wedding because . . .”
“They’re taking pictures by the fountain.”
Of course. I knew how long that took. I wasn’t getting these perky bitches out of here any time soon. Shit. I turned on my heels to leave. That’s when he came into view.
Across the park, a man in his early sixties with salt and pepper hair was walking our direction. Damn he was handsome and just my type. I had a daddy fetish and preferred to fuck men twice my age. The man coming my way was rocking my world something awful. “Mmm,” I moaned, taking a step toward him. He was so much more delicious than talking to the airheads behind me.
