Mom Goes To The Dogs by Paul Gable
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Anne Evanston is one of those outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her a love of perversity lies coiled like a snake, awaiting only the proper stimulus to arouse it.

MOM GOES TO THE DOGS-the story of a woman who must come to terms with her own nature and needs. A novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.

“You mean, you never let a guy fuck you before?” “Shhh! What’s that?”

Kathy sat bolt upright in her bed, pulling her nightie over her knees. She swung her legs over the side of her bed and tip-toed to the door. Cracking it open, she saw her mother going into her own room. She sighed with relief. She was so edgy tonight, especially after having seen her cousin performing with the dog.


“My mother,” Kathy said, rolling her eyes as she shut the door and walked back to bed.

Darcey was sitting with her legs crossed tightly under her asscheeks. Her pajama tops were opened so Kathy could see her cousin’s full young tits. She didn’t seem to care anything about modesty. Kathy wondered what her Aunt Helen must think, watching her daughter carry on like that.

“So, anyway, you never let a guy even touch you down there?”

Kathy flushed beet-red. Her mother had said that staying a virgin was something to be proud of. But under her cousin’s sophisticated, scrutinizing eye, she felt so like a county bumpkin.

“Well, we’ve petted a little . . . you know,” she admitted.

“Better than nothing,” Darcey sniffed, tilting her chin up a little. “But fucking’s so much fun. I mean, it’s the best feeling ever!”

Darcey was leaning toward her confidentially, pushing her hair from her eyes. Kathy wanted to end the conversation, but her tingling cunt made her continue.

Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.

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