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It has been said that every person has some dark passion in his soul — some hidden secret, desire or whim that may never surface to be seen even by the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil or sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of modern everyday life. Yet sometimes these dark passions surface, and the headlines scream of someone’s antisocial behavior or, in some cases, illegal acts. In fact, hardly a day goes by without these hidden passions coming to the fore and resulting in big news.
DONNY’S HOT MOTHER is a dramatic representation of a family — a mother and her son — who dare to let their most base desires come to the surface, who dare to indulge their taboo cravings. They are the exceptions in our society — people who are willing to accept the consequences, be it reward or punishment, for allowing themselves to be completely liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to let it all hang out.
“Christ, I’m fuckin’ horny!” Laurel Hutton sighed softly, putting her finger suddenly and accurately upon the uneasy tension that had assaulted her all day.
Laurel was standing beside the tiny swimming pool which graced her suburban home’s high-fenced, smallish backyard. It was early spring and a little cool to be dressed as she was, in a tiny string bikini, but Laurel wanted another deep, rich tan this year and she knew it would be warm enough once she settled down onto the sun-warmed tile beside the pool.
“Men go ga-ga over a tall, slim blonde with big tits and a chocolate tan,” Laurel muttered to herself as she knelt on the warm surface.
Laurel loved men, or at least she loved cock, the stunning divorcee smiled to herself. The long hard cock that thrust out from between their legs, the part that rutted her juicy, sensation-filled pussy to heaven almost every night.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.