The Voyeur Husband: Taboo NC Erotica (eBook, ePUB) - Holden, Louis
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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.
***** "My God! He's going to rape me!" But just as that thought came into her mind, Sam released his hold on her slightly and removed his lips from hers long enough to speak wetly into her car. "Don't worry," he panted, "I'm not going to hurt you. Anything I do to you, I want to feel good ..." "Let me loose ..." Kate cried, between clenched teeth. "Please Mr.…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.

*****
"My God! He's going to rape me!"
But just as that thought came into her mind, Sam released his hold on her slightly and removed his lips from hers long enough to speak wetly into her car.
"Don't worry," he panted, "I'm not going to hurt you. Anything I do to you, I want to feel good ..."
"Let me loose ..." Kate cried, between clenched teeth. "Please Mr. Dagon ... let me go ...! She renewed her struggle almost managing to slip away from his restraining hands. But she only managed to turn her torso so that his hands were in direct contact with her full, supple breasts.
She jumped, trying to jerk away from his touch, but Sam took full advantage of the situation, squeezing the soft protrusions with his strong hands, massaging them slowly but firmly. At the same time, he pushed her steadily backward, so that after much struggling, she was finally down on her back, pressed flat against the wide seat of the Mercedes.
She could hardly believe what was happening to her. Sam Dagon's mouth crushed down on her's harder than ever, and she could feel his hands manipulating her breasts as though he were molding clay. He trapped her hands beneath her own body as he pushed her back, and she thought that her arms might break from the pressure he was exerting on her. She groaned loudly beneath the weight of his upper body, trying desperately to swing her legs around, but she twisted in such a way that it was painful for her to move one way or the other.