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In NAUGHTY LADY MECHANIC, Candy Thompson is a young woman possessed of deep and abiding passions, passions which control her life and lead her to overstep the bounds of acceptable societal behavior time and time again. In her search for physical satisfaction, the fiery blonde is helplessly driven to take her pleasure where she can, risking everything for the promise of ratification.
NAUGHTY LADY MECHANIC — a lesson to our society, and food for serious thought.
Candy Thompson was sitting up in bed, sipping a cup of coffee and reading the help wanted ads in the local newspaper.
Jack Turner was stretched out beside her, playing with her pussy. He was a sort of casual acquaintance, and he was fingering her cunt in a casual fashion as befitted their relationship. They were in Candy’s one-room apartment. Jack had spent the night, after taking her out for a pizza, and she had given him a rattling good fuck. Now it was morning and he was interested in getting some more of that juicy cunt, but Candy didn’t seem interested, although her sweet little twat was fluttering a bit as Jack slipped his middle finger up the slot.
Candy was eighteen years old.
She was a honey blonde with blue eyes and a sensual mouth. Her lower lip stuck out in a cute pout, whether she was pouting or not.
Jack thought her mouth was sexy. And he knew damned well that her body was sexy.
Her tits were large and firm. They thrust out from her slender torso proudly. Her nipples were large and stiff. Her waist was narrow, her hips nicely curved, her legs long and shapely. Her cunt was a prominent mound, thatched by a curly blonde thicket of pubic hair and bisected by a wet pink slit.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.