PORNOGRAPHIC PRECEDENTSThe pulp novels of the fiftiesFocused on lesbian loveAnd heterosexual desire;Not until the next decade,When such preliminary af...airsHad paved the way,Did tawdry, gaudy paperbacksFirst speak widely of the loveThat dared not name its name.THE PSEUDONYMOUS GUIDEThe naming of names,Even in a landThat guarantees freedomOf speech,Dampens the libertine'sLiberty, so, instead,Of his or her given name,The author of eroticaOften invents an inky alias,And, permitting him- or. The glass shower doors are still wet, so they must have showered and left for the day, I thought to myself.I hang my towel on the door hook and step into the shower sliding the glass doors closed behind me. I turn the faucet and stand under the oversized showerhead letting the hot water pour over my body. After a few minutes the bathroom is full with steam as the hot water washes away thoughts. I grab the body wash and squeeze the bottle pouring the cinnamon scented soap on to my chest. I pick. He held it up for my wife to see ashe told her that her cunt so tight that it could suckblood out of a stone.”The man with his cock in her mouth withdrew saying hewanted some of her cunt, too. As he moved to positionhimself, she passed him a condom as well. Although hetold her “he didn’t like wearing condoms,” she stoodfirm,” telling him, “no condom no pussy.” Seeing he didn’t have a choice if he wanted some ofJulie’s fine tight pussy he. It stung then got hot.While I was taking that in I heard ‘That’s one of twenty four’The next thing knew was the pain of the first stoke was over taken by the second just slightly above. The third was just below the first.By this time I could tell that my right buttock was getting the worst of it being the tip end of the cane.The next three were all in different spots.‘Mmm that six, this will be a bit different now, nipples on desk!’She pulled up my right cheek and gave the bottom of my bottom.