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 hive a proper description. Check out the free sample if you can.
Excerpt:
But the steady throbbing in her cunt was making her do strange, wonderful things. Janie wasn't thinking along morality any more. Her world had ceased to exist, at least the one she had grown up in. All that existed now was her and that wonderful dog snuggling up to her pussy.
"Ohhhh ..."
She slid the damp nylon down her thighs, kicking the big dog away for a moment, then sliding the briefs over her ankles and toes. She was naked now, completely exposed to the lapping animal. That was what she wanted . . . complete freedom to be licked completely by King.
"Ohhhhh, do it, King, do it!"
Excerpt:
But the steady throbbing in her cunt was making her do strange, wonderful things. Janie wasn't thinking along morality any more. Her world had ceased to exist, at least the one she had grown up in. All that existed now was her and that wonderful dog snuggling up to her pussy.
"Ohhhh ..."
She slid the damp nylon down her thighs, kicking the big dog away for a moment, then sliding the briefs over her ankles and toes. She was naked now, completely exposed to the lapping animal. That was what she wanted . . . complete freedom to be licked completely by King.
"Ohhhhh, do it, King, do it!"