The Thief and the Hot Wife: Taboo Erotica (eBook, ePUB)
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Excerpt:He drew up his knees but found it wasn't necessary to make fucking motions in her blazing mouth. She was doing all the work, sliding her lips up and down with wet fire, whirling her tongue around his dick-head like a whip of pleasure, sending the wildest thrills of his life through his thick cock and hairy balls.And all the while, she made deep animal sounds in her throat, as if she really loved what she was doing, as if going down on a guy's pounding rod was all she lived for. Sandy wasn't acting, either. She would rather go down on a guy and feel a massive, quivering prick in her mou...
Excerpt:
He drew up his knees but found it wasn't necessary to make fucking motions in her blazing mouth. She was doing all the work, sliding her lips up and down with wet fire, whirling her tongue around his dick-head like a whip of pleasure, sending the wildest thrills of his life through his thick cock and hairy balls.
And all the while, she made deep animal sounds in her throat, as if she really loved what she was doing, as if going down on a guy's pounding rod was all she lived for. Sandy wasn't acting, either. She would rather go down on a guy and feel a massive, quivering prick in her mouth than anything in the world when she was this hot-except that same pulsing rod rammed deep in her hot, tightly sucking pussy.
The tawny blonde was a nymphomaniac, and had been since she lost her cherry to four high-school boys in the locker room of the gym in her high school. What began as a brutal rape ended up a feverish orgy of lust, because after the initial burst of pain from that first ripping cock, she'd taken to lustful fucking like an eagle takes to flight.
The wide-lipped, ripely curved blonde was born to suck and fuck, created for one thrilling function-hot sex. And while Sandy wasn't beautiful in the classic sense, she reeked with such animal sex-appeal it was impossible for her to walk down the street without having men think of fucking, without being followed by a parade of surging hard-ons.
Her nose was too "cute," her mouth too wide, her tits just a little too plump, and her ass a trifle on the heavy side. The overall effect was one of juicy plump curves, although she wasn't at all overweight. And one look at her hot, shining eyes told any man with clear, unmistakable boldness that she was constantly horny, ready to swing her golden ass and thighs in a mad fever.
He drew up his knees but found it wasn't necessary to make fucking motions in her blazing mouth. She was doing all the work, sliding her lips up and down with wet fire, whirling her tongue around his dick-head like a whip of pleasure, sending the wildest thrills of his life through his thick cock and hairy balls.
And all the while, she made deep animal sounds in her throat, as if she really loved what she was doing, as if going down on a guy's pounding rod was all she lived for. Sandy wasn't acting, either. She would rather go down on a guy and feel a massive, quivering prick in her mouth than anything in the world when she was this hot-except that same pulsing rod rammed deep in her hot, tightly sucking pussy.
The tawny blonde was a nymphomaniac, and had been since she lost her cherry to four high-school boys in the locker room of the gym in her high school. What began as a brutal rape ended up a feverish orgy of lust, because after the initial burst of pain from that first ripping cock, she'd taken to lustful fucking like an eagle takes to flight.
The wide-lipped, ripely curved blonde was born to suck and fuck, created for one thrilling function-hot sex. And while Sandy wasn't beautiful in the classic sense, she reeked with such animal sex-appeal it was impossible for her to walk down the street without having men think of fucking, without being followed by a parade of surging hard-ons.
Her nose was too "cute," her mouth too wide, her tits just a little too plump, and her ass a trifle on the heavy side. The overall effect was one of juicy plump curves, although she wasn't at all overweight. And one look at her hot, shining eyes told any man with clear, unmistakable boldness that she was constantly horny, ready to swing her golden ass and thighs in a mad fever.
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