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She looked at him as he thrust deeply, his face contorted with pleasure as he watched her riding him. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. ’ ‘Captain Roding, sir,’ put in Gerald, adding on a jocular note, ‘Another of the green whippersnappers you had to contend with some years back. ‘At least I couldn’t say for sure.
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