Banging on Belinda's Back Door

"Don't tell me your husband doesn't appreciate what he's got at home here," Al said, looking about after he'd finished fixing her set.

"Sometimes I wonder," she said quietly. "Frankly, Al, he neglects me."

"I wouldn't neglect you if you were my wife," he told her. "As a matter-of-fact, I know exactly what I'd do."

She teasingly laughed and replied, "What would you do, Al?"

"Everything," he grinned shyly.

Belinda has never been that adventurous in the bedroom department, much to her husband Terry's disappointment, but when she catches him taking liberties with their maid all is laid bare. It's clear he likes loving in a very particular way, that way she has long denied him, but a way that she is now very open to indulging. It is not long before all her apertures are experiencing the profoundest of pleasures in the most decadent of ways.

And soon Belinda is partaking in all manner of erotic trysts. With Terry's friend, bar patrons, and TV repair men she will give over every inch of herself completely and with lustful enthusiasm. Group-menages abound, as our willingly wanton young house-wife explores every possible form of rutting, tribadism, and gamahuching.

Graphically told in licentiously deviant detail which leaves nothing to the imagination, Banging on Belinda's Back Door is a tour de force of unabashed eroticism.