Mother Hubbard And Her Dog by Paul Gable
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Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sex practices. In discussing sex with others, and just as importantly, admitting their desires to themselves, people find out how truly normal they are, and learn to feel comfortable with themselves and with others.

In MOTHER HUBBARD AND HER DOG-we see the sexual development of a mother and a daughter. One is just discovering her sexuality, the other is finally facing up to hers. It is a story which many of us should be able to relate to, a story with an important lesson for us all.

Marilyn Hubbard stood by the yawning fireplace, her slender fingers cold against the iced tall drink glass. Why was that damned tingle in her cunt worse in the evening? She was a mature woman. Certainly she could control her emotions. Perhaps another drink would make her feel better. Marilyn glanced down at the melting ice cubes and felt a pang of guilt. She had been drinking far too much lately. But how could she stop it when all she could think of sober was fucking!

Marilyn let out a soft groan, her cuntlips tensing while the juice began to flow from her pussy and sprinkle onto her cunt-hairs. It had been so damned long since she had had a cock in her!

It had been nearly three years since Doug had died. Three long years of raising a teenaged daughter and caring for her sister’s son whenever that marriage seemed going over the edge. There just wasn’t time, Marilyn felt, to slip out and look for a man.

Her three-year-old gray and white German shepherd pranced in just at the moment, stopping by the doorway and turning his head to one side. She smiled wanly, rubbing the smooth edge of the drink glass against her lips. Champ had been her friend, her consolation when Doug had died, leaving her a very wealthy but very lonely widow. The dog stood there now, tail straight in the air, his long fur sleek, his pink tongue hanging from one corner of his mouth.

Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.

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