At this point the baby is facing one of the mother's inner thighs.

His only answer was a deep laugh that she felt more than heard against the soft skin of her inner thighs.

She began to stroke the skin of his inner thigh.

His hand slid down the length of her inner thigh.

My mouth was over the pulse in his inner thigh.

I spread her legs and found the inner thigh bites.

My inner thigh ached again after the long walk over.

It may also spread to the inner thighs or buttocks.

This morning the muscles of her inner thighs had hurt like hell.

She settled down closer to him and her hand moved toward his inner thigh.