Story By Madison Harden
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Madison Harden

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Lips To Cheeks
Updated at Mar 30, 2021, 19:52
This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Lips To Cheeks. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: I was born with the usual five senses, all of them clean and keen, and some horse-sense to go with them; more than my share of curiosity, which a lifetime won't slake; the usual apparatus, in working order; but no sense of bodily shame. Not a shred, not a fig-leaf.
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Thar She Blows
Updated at Apr 7, 2021, 02:10
This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Thar She Blows. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: It was a hot, humid, boring summer's day and there wasn't much for the lushly attractive brunette matron to do but lounge around the house. Harrison City wasn't a small town, but her husband, Jack Pierce, was an important executive and she couldn't afford to take any chances playing around the local hot spots to get herself.....
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Get Some
Updated at Apr 1, 2021, 19:53
This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Get Some. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: It was as if his tensions had turned to liquid, and were flowing out of him, causing his entire body to tingle with pleasure. The bed was soft, yet firm, buoying him up, caressing him with tiny fingers of pressure. He stretched and turned, letting the luxurious feeling fill up inside of him. In his imagination, he felt as if he were floating on a soft, warm sea, weightless, relaxed, drifting off. ...
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Once A Sucker
Updated at Mar 25, 2021, 22:38
This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Once A Sucker. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: He wiped his forehead and finished his drink, swallowing the neat whisky down in two quick gulps. Through the open door came the sound of the shower and Daphne's voice humming the latest pop song. "How the hell does she pick them up so fast?" he wondered out loud. Then shrugged his shoulders. His wife was always a couple of jumps ahead of him: whether the trend was pop songs or fashions.
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Nympho Glory
Updated at Mar 25, 2021, 22:37
This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Nympho Glory. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: Carol Prince was enjoying the warm, sunny afternoon at her home in Diamond Harbor. She was sprawled on a lounger, soaking in the rays, and watching her husband, Tom, swimming in their pool. Carol's thoughts were on the party she was hosting that evening. She was mentally going over all the last minute details, making sure she had all the little preparations taken care of. Her good friends and neighbors, Bruce and Paula Clarke, were coming over for their weekly gathering and Carol was really looking forward to it.
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All Around Nurse
Updated at Mar 21, 2021, 19:23
This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call All Around Nurse. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: Like here I was, lying on the warm sands of the exclusive Hampton Beach Club, Phil Overton, twenty-three, real healthy and real....
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