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Jenny Wilson’s story, SISTER’S HOT THIGHS, is that of a young girl growing up in her own special way: breaking the moral code she had believed in. Flaunting her body in open rebellion. Reveling in any wanton new experience. Indeed, Jenny makes a world of her own, where hedonism becomes the standard. But the truth is that Jenny is searching for meaning in her life, for love and affection, not just the pleasures of the flesh.
SISTER’S HOT THIGHS — the story of a young girl’s struggle to find herself, and the experiences that carry her over the threshold into young adulthood and eventual happiness. A timely story for our restless society.
Jenny, sprawled out on her stomach under the covers, stirred. Soft murmuring sounds of sleep escaped her parted lips. She sighed, her eyelids fluttering as she started rocking her hips. A shuddering spasm of excitement swept over her. Then she opened her eyes.
“Hot,” she purred into the pillow as she woke up. “So hot!”
A sigh came from her mouth as she squeezed her thighs together. The inside of her virgin cunt contracted, and buttery juices soaked the crotch of her panties. “Mmmmmm… so wonderfully hot!”
She rolled her hips, the friction against her swollen clit making her quiver. Panting, she eased up her nightie until it was bunched around her neck. She stroked her hot flesh, then jammed her hands under her body and started pawing her sensitive tits as the nipples swelled and seared the palms of her hands.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.