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:
As she held the thick base of her son's long, hard cock in her hand, Jan's tongue was swirling around his big purple knob. The flaring cockhead, as well as the tightly stretched skin of his enormous prick, were completely drenched with her frothy spit. Closing her juicy lips softly around the huge head of his boner, she sucked deep and hard, thrilled by the way his muscular young body was trembling with ecstasy.
"Oh Mom," he groaned with rapture. "That feels so fucking good."
Jan Thurmond had been sucking her son off for a long time, and it never failed to thrill her. "Do you still like my hot suckin' lips?" she whispered.
"Oh shit, Mom," the handsome boy moaned. "I love them!"
Excerpt:
As she held the thick base of her son's long, hard cock in her hand, Jan's tongue was swirling around his big purple knob. The flaring cockhead, as well as the tightly stretched skin of his enormous prick, were completely drenched with her frothy spit. Closing her juicy lips softly around the huge head of his boner, she sucked deep and hard, thrilled by the way his muscular young body was trembling with ecstasy.
"Oh Mom," he groaned with rapture. "That feels so fucking good."
Jan Thurmond had been sucking her son off for a long time, and it never failed to thrill her. "Do you still like my hot suckin' lips?" she whispered.
"Oh shit, Mom," the handsome boy moaned. "I love them!"