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She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. She slipped her hand between them and grasped his erection. “Just hope that the ground doesn’t shift and unearth them. Jonathan shook his head. "Going to befuddle himself between now and dinner," was the comment of Prudence. I’ve never seen her quite so sure of herself.
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