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:
This Sunday was no exception, and gathering his naked daughter into his arms, Doug Baxter cupped one of her firm, young tits in his hand and covered her rock-hard nipple with his feverishly hot lips. His warm, wet tongue could feel and taste the goosebumpy nubs of excitement standing out on the swollen areola that surrounded her erect nipple. Sucking the cherry-like bud into his mouth, the depraved man excitedly licked his tongue all around it, bringing squeals of delight from deep in the girls' throat.
"Oh, Daddy," she whimpered. "That feels so good."
Excerpt:
This Sunday was no exception, and gathering his naked daughter into his arms, Doug Baxter cupped one of her firm, young tits in his hand and covered her rock-hard nipple with his feverishly hot lips. His warm, wet tongue could feel and taste the goosebumpy nubs of excitement standing out on the swollen areola that surrounded her erect nipple. Sucking the cherry-like bud into his mouth, the depraved man excitedly licked his tongue all around it, bringing squeals of delight from deep in the girls' throat.
"Oh, Daddy," she whimpered. "That feels so good."