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She undid his zipper and pulled his shorts down his hips. “How would you prevent it?” she asked. Our men had him fast, held down in a chair. My death, probably. I am very, very sorry, but you must listen to me. She moaned as his hands explored her body, fingers crushing against her panties under her skirt. She delighted in frustrating him. For Mr Jarvis was beside himself when the letter come from Mr Charvill and he knew he’d lost you as well as Miss Mary.
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