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Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), 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 give a proper description.
************ Mose Turner lay in bed that Sunday morning and waited for the sun to come up. He waited too for his wife, Ann, to get home from the all-night restaurant where she and her mother worked as waitresses. The restaurant was a truck stop place and men were around there all night, drinking coffee and taking pills and making eyes at Ann. Mose knew they…mehr

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Warning: This is a VERY taboo, vintage, hard-boiled full length (100+ Pages), 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 give a proper description.

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Mose Turner lay in bed that Sunday morning and waited for the sun to come up. He waited too for his wife, Ann, to get home from the all-night restaurant where she and her mother worked as waitresses.
The restaurant was a truck stop place and men were around there all night, drinking coffee and taking pills and making eyes at Ann. Mose knew they did that. He had once been a trucker himself and he had met Ann there at that restaurant in Alma, Arkansas. But he had married her. He knew that the guys who stayed around that restaurant now had no intention of marrying anybody. It made Mose angry just to think about the way that they looked at Ann. She was a pretty woman of twenty-six. She had big tits and a firm butt. She was just the type that truckers liked. Sometimes when he thought about all those men watching her as she carried trays filled with food all around the place, Mose got so angry and jealous that he wanted to go down there and beat up on every one of those ornery truckers.
But, more than jealous, he got lonely. So he usually did what he did on this morning.
He ran his hand over the rounded, bare butt of his little sister-in-law, Tammy Sue. The cute, little blonde girl moaned in her sleep as he did that.
She was so sexy, he thought, and she was only eighteen. Tammy Sue had a saucy, young way about her that Mose really liked. The girl sure came in handy on nights like this, when Ann was at work and he was lonely and jealous and stuff like that, he thought. She came in very handy.
The touch of the man's hand on her bottom roused Tammy Sue and she turned her head and opened her girlish, blue eyes.
"Wanna fuck one more time before Ann gets home?" she asked in a lazy, easy manner, grinning at Mose.