Sister Is Horny: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Chip Monk

• Herausgeber: Alethea Stampley
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Excerpt: 

She knew she was considered good looking, but that couldn't be the reason. For one thing, she dressed in very severe and tailored clothes, silk blouses with big bows at the throat, skirts that went halfway down her calves.
Her firm jutting tits she kept encased in a tight bra that kept them from being conspicuous. Her long blonde hair she wound up tightly in a prim bun that could not draw attention, it was so plain. In fact, she did just about everything she could think of to keep men at a distance, and still she could feel their eyes on her wherever she went.
It made her sick. It made her want to cover herself even more, to keep away their offending glances. They reminded her of Doug, her old boyfriend, who had wanted to fuck her all the time. He had put his hands all over her, making her sick, not even having enough respect to stop when she asked.
Doug had even tried to tear off her clothes one night, but she had kicked him squarely in the balls. And that had been the end of that. She wasn't even sorry, and told him he had deserved it. From that time to this, she had not had a boyfriend, and hadn't missed one either.

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Sister Is Horny

Chip Monk

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER ONE

She knew she was considered good looking, but that couldn't be the reason. For one thing, she dressed in very severe and tailored clothes, silk blouses with big bows at the throat, skirts that went halfway down her calves.

Her firm jutting tits she kept encased in a tight bra that kept them from being conspicuous. Her long blonde hair she wound up tightly in a prim bun that could not draw attention, it was so plain. In fact, she did just about everything she could think of to keep men at a distance, and still she could feel their eyes on her wherever she went.

It made her sick. It made her want to cover herself even more, to keep away their offending glances. They reminded her of Doug, her old boyfriend, who had wanted to fuck her all the time. He had put his hands all over her, making her sick, not even having enough respect to stop when she asked.

Doug had even tried to tear off her clothes one night, but she had kicked him squarely in the balls. And that had been the end of that. She wasn't even sorry, and told him he had deserved it. From that time to this, she had not had a boyfriend, and hadn't missed one either.