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As you read BACK DOOR SCHOOLGIRL, an account of passions unleashed, try to put yourself into the characters’ roles and then see if you can find fault. Although they sink deeper and deeper into wanton behavior, they, at least, get a taste of all those pleasures that so many of us miss.
So, what is normal? What are the rules we should live by? Is conformity to the average the goal, or should we seek our pleasures in extremes?
In BACK DOOR SCHOOLGIRL — each reader must decide for himself what is the right path. So, take a trip into the nether world of sexuality, and find out what goes on behind the drawn shutters of our neighbors’ lives.
Jenny moaned and spread her legs wider. The finger rubbed up and down the smooth slit of her cunt. Slowly, the finger neared her throbbing clit. She groaned aloud as it swiftly reversed direction before it reached her sensitive fuck nub. The finger worked down to her open cunthole, where it began softly circling the reddened rim. Her juices were flowing heavily, and the finger easily slid over the girl’s slick pussy flesh.
Leaning back in the car seat and thrusting out her cunt, Jenny panted, “Ohhhh, please, baby, rub my clit!” She closed her eyes as a long, low groan left her parted lips. Her clit throbbed, begging for attention. It stood out from her cunt, engorged with hot blood. Her fucknub needed to be rubbed, massaged and stroked to the boiling point.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.