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As you read this account of passions unleashed, try to put yourself into the characters’ roles and then see if you can find fault. Although they sink deeper and deeper into wanton behavior, they, at least, get a taste of all those pleasures that so many of us miss.
So, what is normal? What are the rules we should live by? Is conformity to the average the goal, or should we seek our pleasure in extremes?
In reading TWO HORNY MOMS each reader must decide for himself what is the right path. So, take a trip into the nether world of sexuality, and find out what goes on behind the drawn shutters of our neighbors’ lives.
Jill Mellon stood in the kitchen of the sprawling suburban home that her ex-husband had left her, preparing breakfast for her teenager Billy. Expertly her hands moved across the stove, flipping the eggs with a flick of one wrist, turning over the bacon with the other.
Jill smiled, brushing the short blonde hair out of her eyes. Sixteen years of marriage could make any woman an accomplished chef.
But even as she cooked, Jill was painfully aware of the wet need burning deep inside her hairy cunt.
She was so horny, she thought miserably. So fucking hot.
All she had on was a sheer nightie that hugged the curves of her slim, naked body. Jill was perfectly preserved at age thirty-six, with the supple flesh and sumptuous figure of a teenager. Now she hotly pressed her pussy mound against the stove, thinking of how badly she needed a long, fat cock spearing up her cunt.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.