Captive Mommy: Taboo NC Erotica (eBook, ePUB) - Sharrow, Pearline
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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.
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The camping trip would be exciting and fun. The nice thing about the Catspaw Mountains was that you could camp in a standard campground with improved sites, or if the out-of-doors really appealed to you, you could drive far away into the backwoods and find a remote and isolated campsite, far away from the depressing reminders of the every day world.…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.

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The camping trip would be exciting and fun. The nice thing about the Catspaw Mountains was that you could camp in a standard campground with improved sites, or if the out-of-doors really appealed to you, you could drive far away into the backwoods and find a remote and isolated campsite, far away from the depressing reminders of the every day world. These remote sections of the Catspaw Mountains were dark and remote, like some dim and ancient primeval forest. Many claimed it was like taking a time trip back to the days when man was a pagan, hedonistic animal, when the morals and mores of our modern culture did not exist, and sexual freedom was the guiding force of mankind. As Lisa bathed the soft curves of her body, the light, pitter-patter of the streaming water created a sensuous, inviting rhythm, as the drums of a long-forgotten pagan dance and dim images of dark, lusty women, and powerful naked men crowded the collective unconscious of Lisa's mind. She saw dim flashes of girls wildly dancing, of virgins being sacrificed to warlords, of wine being poured over the naked, sensuous bodies of young, naked girls. While not fully cognizant of the reasons for her feelings, not aware that the thoughts of the wild and isolated Catspaw mountains, combined with the invitingrhythm of the showering water, had stirred her primeval imagination, Lisa's body nevertheless responded by swaying to and fro as her eyes closed in mellow pleasure.
Ron Decker, Lisa's son, and captain of the high school football team was already wide awake, and busy performing his daily routine of calisthenics in his room. His body had the definition and muscular tone of a man. He was in perfect shape from rigorous work-outs and daily jogging. Ron, like his mother, always slept in the nude during the summer months, because of the stifling humidity of the Ohio climate.