Bethany Swick

Hanger Torture (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

Bo and Tanya like to play games. In this one she mocks being bound while he slowly works his way through her clothing coating her body with hot warm honey. The honey does the work his lips would normally do with the results being the same. Tanya can only writhe around in her 'bindings' hoping she can withhold sex long enough to win the game. One the hot sticky honey gets to her, she thinks that losing this silly game may not be so bad.
Once she admits defeat the real fun begins as Bo carries her sticky, hot body to bed and uses her the way a woman was meant to be used.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Bethany Swick
• Altersempfehlung: ab 18 Jahre
• Erscheinungstermin: 13. Juni 2022
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781005245160
• Artikelnr.: 70619139

Autorenporträt

Biography for Bethany Swick

The first thing is my name is not Bethany Swick. I am a public person in real life and like to keep my smutty online presence separate from my real life. Not that my real life is not smutty enough on its own.
I was born in the central valley of California (please don't hold it against me) to a German father and a Mexican mother. I have a twin brother who is so handsome. When he walks into the room, the ladies' panties flutter to the floor. At least the ones who wear panties flutter to the floor. We inherited our father's handsome good looks and our mother's wonderful brown skin.
From an early age, I thought about sex. Before I knew what sex was, I would think about it the last thing every night and the first thing every morning. Then I found out what it was all about. The poor boys in junior high and high school did not know what hit them. Let's just say they considered themselves very lucky.
I lived through high school with no discernable skills, got a job at Walmart, and learned to party hard. I soon learned that photographers would pay me well to take nude photos of me. I shot what are called tasteful nudes in the industry. Not a bad way to make a living. One of the older men I dated paid to have my breasts augmented, and my career took off. I went from my track star little b's to full-size C's. Awesome.
Then I learned to party with the big boys in Las Vegas and elsewhere. Men come to Vegas to gamble, drink and fuck. I would help them enjoy two out of three of those. Then I started traveling internationally as both a model and a party girl. It seems like men who own 150-million-dollar boats like to have a little eye candy to serve them drinks. St. Barts and Monte Carlo became regular stops for me.
Then I got an offer to pose for a gentleman's magazine that starts with a P and ends with a boy. It was not in the US version of said magazine, but still, it counts. Sadly, I signed an agreement to never pose nude again for anyone but them. Strange how they like to lock down their talent.
Then I became a bikini model, which worked well since I got my Mom's curves as I got older. Bikini models can have a lot of curves before anyone complains. My specialty became the monokini which covers as little as possible and still is considered a garment. I still do this kind of modeling today. It gets me some travel opportunities, and I enjoy the work.
And the stories still run through my head. As ...