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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"Bob," she managed to get out. She could feel her small tits pressing out against the elastic band she used around her chest. The cop's hand slipped up her belly, up across her baggy sweater. He grinned, and somehow she thought he looked even more evil smiling than frowning. "Hey, Barney, I think we got a weird one here. This ain't no boy." He laughed. "Not unless boys are coming with tits this year." Barney, the other cops swaggered up from alongside the patrol car. The turning red light blinded Bobbie. She looked straight ahead, trying not to panic as the cop's hand searched lower now. We jerked the front of her jeans open and his fingers slipped under her panties. Bobbie gave a moan as he divided her cuntlips and drew his fingertip along the wet heat of her cuntslit. "Ohhhhhh, don't!" she gasped. "Please, d-d-don't!"
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"Bob," she managed to get out. She could feel her small tits pressing out against the elastic band she used around her chest. The cop's hand slipped up her belly, up across her baggy sweater. He grinned, and somehow she thought he looked even more evil smiling than frowning. "Hey, Barney, I think we got a weird one here. This ain't no boy." He laughed. "Not unless boys are coming with tits this year." Barney, the other cops swaggered up from alongside the patrol car. The turning red light blinded Bobbie. She looked straight ahead, trying not to panic as the cop's hand searched lower now. We jerked the front of her jeans open and his fingers slipped under her panties. Bobbie gave a moan as he divided her cuntlips and drew his fingertip along the wet heat of her cuntslit. "Ohhhhhh, don't!" she gasped. "Please, d-d-don't!"