Dogs For Daughter by Kathy Harris
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Kris Stewart is one of those outwardly proper and quite normal people. But within her a love of perversity and a depth of passion she never dreamed existed lie coiled like snakes, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse them.

DOGS FOR DAUGHTER-a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.

Kris sighed, wishing that her boyfriend were there. Then they could kiss a lot and he would run his hands all over her tits and pussy and then he would fuck her, relieving her of that awful ache deep in her little pussy.

She sighed again, knowing that that was not going to happen. Not tonight anyway, for her boyfriend was out with his friends and she would not be seeing him until the next day.

Her parents were out for the evening, too, leaving Kris home alone.

She continued to watch the film on TV. She idly began to run her hands up and down her scantily clad body.

Her long golden hair fell in thick waves about her shoulders, framing her petite face with the big blue eyes, shaded by long lashes, and her tiny little upturned nose. Her mouth was full and sensuous.

Even though the girl was only a teenager, she already had the body of a woman. Her waist was slender, her hips lean but full in a womanly sort of way, and her tits were large and rounded, now thrust forward against the slinky halter top she was wearing. The clingy material outlined the full throbbing tips of her nipples.

Her slim middle was bared, and she was wearing a pair of clinging cutoffs which hugged her high sweet ass and ended abruptly below the hips, exposing the girl’s shapely legs.

As she continued to run her hands up and down her body she felt a tug of erotic need flush through her loins.

Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.

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