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Come Sin With Me

Come Sin With Me

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by George Toward 3 left

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Overview

    When Matt Stokes left the battlefield and flew to the sun-drenched playland of southern California, he counted himself lucky. But what had promised to be a non-stop trip from hell to paradise turned, instead, into a nightmare orgy of savage lusts and violent passions!

    I opened the door and found Margo waiting for me. For what seemed like a million years I stood rooted to the floor staring at her, my arms weak and without the strength to reach for her, my mind so chaotic that I wondered if she might not be some cruel fantasy my shattered nerves had dreamed up.

    Then she was in my arms and the clock had stopped and I knew she was no fantasy by the crushing hotness of her lips and the tightness of her arms.

    “Oh, Matt, darling.” she cried. “It’s been such along time.” Her lips quivered against mine with the words. “You still want me, don’t you darling?

     With the impatience of a snorting bull I swept her up into my arms and carried her into the bedroom while her long, beautiful nails ripped through my shirt, tearing into my hide and her teeth gripped me in desperate impatience.

   Then her naked thighs were pounding frantically against me and choking noises were coming from deep inside her and I was drowning in a sea of joyous delirium.

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