... She blushed even deeper when he gently but firmly spread her legs and studied the cream-soaked pink flesh of her tight-lipped little slit. That was where she played with herself when she got those funny restless feelings. Her mother had warned her not to do that, either. She'd been told never to touch herself "down there" except to bathe. But she'd done it anyway. It just seemed the natural thing to do when she felt hot between her thighs ...
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