A Brief Excerpt From 1972's Brick Bronson and the Devil's Cult of Pleasure By Stoney M. Badess
The chanting stopped and was replaced by a solemn and reverental silence. The High Priestess had taken her place at the altar and it was time for the ceremony to begin. On her right a lowly supplicant began beating out a slow, sensual rhythm with his hands on a large, ancient drum. The High Priestess removed her sacred robe and revealed her tanned and oiled flesh and immediately cupped her generous and beautiful breasts as she began to sway and move to the beat.
Brick turned to Timmy and whispered quietly.
“You never told me your mom was that hot.”
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