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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God! she screamed mentally to herself. Why wasn't she as frightened as she was a few moments ago? Surely it wasn't possible that she could actually enjoy this degrading situation with this total stranger! But... wait a minute! Hadn't she read somewhere that it was impossible to resist sexual stimulation if there were no other choices available? In other words, since she couldn't close her legs or escape Buck's vise-like grip, her feminine organs, the organs designed to deliver the utmost in sensual pleasure were being subjected to the most effective and arousing stimulation possible: close and heated contact with the blood-filled cock of a fully aroused male!
Could she resist?
Yes! Yes! Mary told herself. She would resist! She must resist! It was wicked! After all, she was practically being raped!
But... another voice deep from within the deep layers of her repressed psyche was calling out to her with quite a different message...
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God! she screamed mentally to herself. Why wasn't she as frightened as she was a few moments ago? Surely it wasn't possible that she could actually enjoy this degrading situation with this total stranger! But... wait a minute! Hadn't she read somewhere that it was impossible to resist sexual stimulation if there were no other choices available? In other words, since she couldn't close her legs or escape Buck's vise-like grip, her feminine organs, the organs designed to deliver the utmost in sensual pleasure were being subjected to the most effective and arousing stimulation possible: close and heated contact with the blood-filled cock of a fully aroused male!
Could she resist?
Yes! Yes! Mary told herself. She would resist! She must resist! It was wicked! After all, she was practically being raped!
But... another voice deep from within the deep layers of her repressed psyche was calling out to her with quite a different message...