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Psychobabble is a humorous erotic serial featuring wacky personalities and wild sex. It is not for the faint of heart. EPISODE 102: Aghast After plastering his only customer and chasing her out of the office, clinical psychologist Sid Sheister uncovers a ghastly revelation about the naughty starlet. Fearing his loss of license as well as his personal freedom, the aloof shrink plots his defense until he receives an unexpected knock on his door.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2016
Willy Wanker
Psychobabble 101: Glazed
Psychobabble 102: Aghast
Psychobabble 103: Bombshell
© 2013 Willy Wanker. All rights reserved.
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locations or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.
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Published on April 30, 2013
Last updated on September 17, 2016
ISBN-13: 9781301029839
Title Page
Also by Willy Wanker
Copyright
Dedication
WARNING
Psychobabble 102: Aghast
About the Author
To Jane. That slut!
This book contains graphic descriptions of fellatio, group sex, bukkakes and lesbianism. It is intended for adults 18 and up and should not be read to a child. If you are squeamish about sexual descriptions and situations, dark humor or risqué behavior in general, proceed at your own risk.
Their ripe, juicy melons were crushing my face, a double dose of heavenly goodness that blocked out all light. One after another, I devoured their enormous endowments, lining them up and running my tongue across them while the two beauties kissed each other.
I nibbled on the blonde’s hard, red nipples, swirling my tongue round and round. I stuck as much in my greedy mouth as I could, gorging myself until I could barely breathe. Reluctantly, I slid her beautiful breast from my mouth and exhaled, my heart racing a thousand miles a minute.
“Could you give me a hand here?” I said to the brunette who needed little coaxing. Keisha slid off the sofa, got on her knees, and took Kascha’s free breast in her mouth. She turned and kissed me softly, gazing up at the Hawaiian bombshell.
“Feast on me.” Kascha buried us in her colossal cleavage.
Keisha eagerly complied, flicking Kascha’s erect nipples expertly with her tongue. Lost in the moment, all I wanted to do was share that gorgeous body of hers. I kissed Keisha on the neck, our mouths converging on Kascha’s right breast. “Let’s enjoy her together,” I whispered, perfectly content to spend the rest of the night here.
We took turns polishing her luscious mounds, far too much for our hungry mouths. I would have been happy with just her breasts, but something more enticing awaited us below.
Kascha and Keisha had married an old geezer by the name of Gumper Gillups, a former postal worker who quit his day job to direct porn. How he managed to coax them to Europe and marry them was beyond me, but the three were happy, right?
A week ago he came to me with a problem. “I can’t live with this any longer.” He shook his head gravely. “I just can’t get it up anymore.”
“Are you kidding? With all that waiting for you at home?” I sneered. “Perhaps you just need a break, old man. Don’t worry, I&rsq [...]
