Eating Up Father (eBook, ePUB) - Wong, Preston
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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.
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She didn't dare tell the girl to stop; and she knew that she didn't want her to stop. She decided to give way to it, to let it run its own course, to enjoy the delicious sensations without examining them. She sighed, smiling.
"Feels good?" Melody purred.
"Mmmm. So good."
One of her occasional sexual fantasies began unreeling…mehr

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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:

She didn't dare tell the girl to stop; and she knew that she didn't want her to stop. She decided to give way to it, to let it run its own course, to enjoy the delicious sensations without examining them. She sighed, smiling.

"Feels good?" Melody purred.

"Mmmm. So good."

One of her occasional sexual fantasies began unreeling unbidden in her mind. Usually, in the fantasy, her car had broken down on a lonely road. A man or men stopped, ostensibly to help her, but they would take her into the woods and rape her. Midway through the rape, she would begin to enjoy it against her will.

It was different this time. The fantasy had confused itself with the memory of the sheriff's deputy who'd stopped her yesterday, on a road as suitably lonely as any in her daydreams. It wasn't the pintsized Storm Trooper behind the dark glasses, though, it was-good heavens. It was that overaged beach boy she'd met this morning, Ken Burke. He forced her to take off all her clothes at gunpoint, and then he handcuffed her hands behind her back. He was forcing her to blow him, kneeling in front of his booted feet.

He wasn't gentle. He was shoving his cock roughly into her mouth, cursing her and calling her a dirty whore because she wasn't sucking hard enough or using her tongue the way he wanted her to use it. She licked her lip, and the salt of perspiration reminded her forcibly of the salty taste and cheesy aroma of a cock