Wild Desire
A handsome young dandy in a queue wig and frilled shirt, his breeches agape, was half hidden by the curtains, stroking himself to erection as he watched them with a lecherous smile.
Despite herself Karen could feel heat spreading between her thighs, her pussy moistening even more. Most cartoons of that period were crudely done, the lowest kind of rude representation intended for the masses, but these were brilliant and subtle. It was as much as she could do to keep her hand away from her pubis, the warmth doubled by the knowledge that Tony was sharing the same almost uncontrollable emotions.
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