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Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), 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.
******* "Oh God!" Kelly cried and she turned and darted from the room, followed by her father's loud laughter. To her dismay, she thought she heard a ring of triumph in that laughter, as if the man now knew for sure that his daughter wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her. The girl threw herself on her bed, feeling confused and ambivalent about her…mehr

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Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), 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.

*******
"Oh God!" Kelly cried and she turned and darted from the room, followed by her father's loud laughter. To her dismay, she thought she heard a ring of triumph in that laughter, as if the man now knew for sure that his daughter wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her.
The girl threw herself on her bed, feeling confused and ambivalent about her father. She knew that incest was terribly, terribly wrong, and she felt a surge of disgust at the very thought of making it with her own father. Yet, there was something exciting and animalistic about the man which roused a tremor of primitive female need deep in her little pussy.
Kelly lay there, trembling all over, expecting her father to burst into her room any minute. But he didn't. And, as Kelly lay there in a state of constant anticipation, she had the disquieting suspicion that her father was deliberately playing with her and with the desires that he knew were surging through her body. She drifted off to sleep, thinking that the sexual war between her father and herself had barely begun.
The next day, Kelly stayed late at school. She did her homework in the library, not leaving for home until she was sure her mother would be home from work. As the girl let herself into her house, she called out, hoping to hear her mother's voice. But, to her surprise, no one answered at all.