Servitude for Bitch: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Charity McCallister

• Herausgeber: Vintage Pulp Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Teaser: 

She knew that one of the greatest thrills any woman could have, and one of the finest privileges for any man, was to have a tongue buried in that sweetest of honey pots, a woman's tight, lightly scented, delicious warm pussy.
And she was an expert. Her head moved around so that she could get the best angles. Her fingers lightly pressed into the warm flesh of her naked and spread very white thighs, and as she kept up the action, she began to move, from the small of her stomach, undulating in that unmistakable pre-come rhythm that only the finest of women know how to coordinate.
Now, the soft, whispery sounds began to emit from her mouth.
"Oooohhh ... that's so ... that's ... Oh, God, don't ... yes ... it's so ... OOOOHHHHH...." She couldn't believe it. Whatever hold the hooded stranger had on her had just escalated, and she was now, if she could possibly believe this, trying to push her hips out even farther than they already were, as her mouth stepped up it's action on her cunt.

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Servitude for Bitch

Charity McCallister

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

Epilogue

CHAPTER ONE

Especially at the clubs. Bonnie was known to make the circuit every Friday through Sunday, like religion.

She was an excellent dancer, a good-looking babe who could have her pick of any of the more than willing men in the packed discos.

And she did.

She had her share.

More than one considered it their privilege to be able to lift their skirts, lie back and enjoy again and again the thrust of her unusually big and fat dildo up their most private of possessions, their sweetly prepared cunny. and enjoy the fucking she could so expertly give, until, in a burst of orgasmic sensations, they would come for him, passing down their most precious of fluids, abandoned in their lust, as they coated her cock with female pussy juice.

But somehow, it wasn't enough for Bonnie.

As a nineteen year old still in her last year of high school, having had her run-ins with the law as well as the Board of Education, she was the kind of good-looking bad boy who wanted to fuck the one unfuckable beauty-Crissy. Like, badly.