Foreword
NAKED LUNCH!
Her lust raged out of control. Hot, lewd thoughts flashed through her brain. Oh god, she thought, what's wrong with me? Have I turned into a dyke!
Hating herself, she continued to fantasize about the pretty young blonde girl . . . picturing her spread out on an enormous dining room table . . . thighs wide and high . . . ripe young slit moist with desire . . . tender breasts jutting skyward, the nipples tiny hard nubs just waiting to be suckled.
The image was just too much. She could almost taste the tangy woman juice as her tongue snaked out and dipped into the girl's juicy hole.
"Ooooou," a voice cried out. "Yes, oh yes . . . do it!"
Her eyes opened wide in startled vision. The blonde wriggled sensuously beneath her shocked gaze. My god, it wasn't a dream. The girl was here, spread wide . . . and she was doing all those hot, sexy things . . . really doing them!