Sunday, August 9, 2015

CANDI'S DEBT #MasturbationMonday

 Oh, Masturbation Monday , how I've missed you! Today I'm sharing something to help start your week off right, from my new book,  CANDI'S DEBT. Candi is about to learn who's in charge.

     From clit to asshole hole, I lick her. Running my tongue around her tight little rosette she squirms and pulls at my hair. “Fuck Hank, not there.”
    I push up her legs and swat her ass. “Who?”
    “Daddy,” she says growing still. I love how she says ‘daddy’ like she’s scandalized as all hell each and every time she says it.  
    “Is daddy’s girl allowed to swear?”
    She shakes her head.
    “Is daddy’s girl allowed to tell daddy what to do, or where he can touch her?”
She sucks her bottom lip in and she blushes. Honey trickles out of her pussy at my words, pooling at her sweet little back hole. “Daddy, please,” she starts, but I wrap her hands around the back of her knees and splay her wide.
“Hold yourself open for me.” I run my fingers through her honey, leisurely coating them. “Who does this sweet little pussy belong to?”
“And here?” I ask slowly pushing a finger into her bottom hole, never taking my eyes off hers as she whimpers. “Who does this ass belong to?”
“Daddy,” she says on a pant, her eyes rolling closed.
“That’s right, baby girl. You belong to me.” More of her juices spill out and I’m suddenly dying to see my cum leaking out of her.





The men in my family are gamblers, cheats, and thieves. They aren’t loyal to anyone but themselves. It’s the Dawson way. My oldest brother was killed for sticking to that tradition.

I refuse to let that happen to my little brother. He’s all I have in this world and I’ll do anything to save him.

His debts are now mine, and I always pay my debts.
Now if a certain ape leader would get out of my way, things would go much more smoothly.


I swore never to return to Texas. But here I am, wading neck deep into shit creek. I’m not even getting paid for this crap.

And Candi? She has more secrets than sense and represents everything I try to avoid. I’m not sure how I got tangled up with her in the first place. I have no business getting involved with a woman like her. She needs to be saved from herself.

I don’t have a white knight complex, and this girl needs a savior. I can’t be that guy.




  1. well this was just like candy--welcome back!!!

  2. Gawd, I know that tone well. And even when you don't like it, it's hot as hell. Welcome back!