Tex Appeal
Real Good Man\Unbroken\I Can Still Feel You...
Skull Creek, Texas (forty-five miles north of San Antonio) One week before Valentine's Day
It was just a penis.
Cheryl Anne Cash drew a deep breath and tried to calm her frantic nerves. A sophisticated, worldly, do-anything city girl did not freak out at the sight of a guy's johnson. And she certainly didn't hesitate. Or blush. No, she simply tackled the situation with an interested gaze, a steady hand and an attitude that said no biggee.
Except that it was a biggee. A gargantuan monster, in fact, compared to the average male penis which was only five and a half inches long when erecta little tidbit she'd picked up during her Internet research on the subject.
She eyed the specimen at her fingertips. This baby came in at a full twelve inches. Easy.
She drew a deep breath and gathered her composure. Reaching out, she touched the long, smooth shaft and eased her trembling fingers up and down in a quick slide.
There. That wasn't so bad. The thing didn't sprout horns. Or jump up and bite her. Even more, she didn't pass out from embarrassment. Nor did steam shoot out of her ... read full excerpt from: Tex Appeal ebook