This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Can't Be Tamed. 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:
She knew part of the answer anyway. She was here in Ad Dammam, Saudi Arabia, because it was her husband's job. As a geologist surveyor for Esso of California he was assigned to all sorts of God-forsaken places, mostly in the Middle East, and she always went with him because she wanted to be with him. Because she did love him. The only part she couldn't stand was the exhausting workload her husband Grant was sometimes obligated to carry -- it was then that she never saw him and when he, got too tired to satisfy her ravenous desires.
CHAPTER ONE What was -- she doing in the middy of nowhere -- for she considered any place outside of the U.S. the middle of nowhere -- in the middle of the night with her p***y aching for a f**k like it was going out of style, and a husband who was always too tired to screw her, and too hung up to screw her any way but the standard old man on top, woman on bottom. She knew part of the answer anyway. She was here in Ad Dammam, Saudi Arabia, because it was her husband's job. As a geologist surveyor for Esso of California he was assigned to all sorts of God-forsaken places, mostly in the Middle East, and she always went with him because she wanted to be with him. Because she did love him. The only part she couldn't stand was the exhausting workload her husband Grant was sometimes obligated t
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