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Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length, 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.**************** "No, Bo, no! Leave me alone," she whispered, her fingers curling into the soft material of the bed. It was awful! The dog was crawling on top of her, nuzzling her thighs, her tits, sliding another paw across her legs. She could have risen from the bed, knocked him away, made her way to the door and left. But something was keeping he...
Warning: This is a vintage hard-boiled full length, 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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"No, Bo, no! Leave me alone," she whispered, her fingers curling into the soft material of the bed.
It was awful! The dog was crawling on top of her, nuzzling her thighs, her tits, sliding another paw across her legs. She could have risen from the bed, knocked him away, made her way to the door and left. But something was keeping her there, riveting her to the mattress. Francie was terribly aware of the dog's weight and his warm body pressing against hers. She squirmed, feeling her panty-crotch snugging up against her cuntal crack and touching her cit.
The girl sucked in a deep breath. Bo started making low, growling sounds deep in his throat. He was smelling something. He was smelling her!
In a thrilling flash of realization Francie knew he was smelling her hot little cunt and was growing excited over the odor.
"No!"
Reaching down, the girl shoved Bo away from her, swinging her legs around and scooting off the bed. She had worn a particularly short dress for that party, one her mother disapproved of but finally relented and let her wear. It drew attention to her lithe, willowy figure, her coltish legs.
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"No, Bo, no! Leave me alone," she whispered, her fingers curling into the soft material of the bed.
It was awful! The dog was crawling on top of her, nuzzling her thighs, her tits, sliding another paw across her legs. She could have risen from the bed, knocked him away, made her way to the door and left. But something was keeping her there, riveting her to the mattress. Francie was terribly aware of the dog's weight and his warm body pressing against hers. She squirmed, feeling her panty-crotch snugging up against her cuntal crack and touching her cit.
The girl sucked in a deep breath. Bo started making low, growling sounds deep in his throat. He was smelling something. He was smelling her!
In a thrilling flash of realization Francie knew he was smelling her hot little cunt and was growing excited over the odor.
"No!"
Reaching down, the girl shoved Bo away from her, swinging her legs around and scooting off the bed. She had worn a particularly short dress for that party, one her mother disapproved of but finally relented and let her wear. It drew attention to her lithe, willowy figure, her coltish legs.
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