. ’ ‘Ah, no?’ She saw his guard relax and lunged again. . Here one might live the life of golden days. The more haste, the worse speed—better the feet slip than the tongue. It loves to sit on your knee. She looked at him as he thrust deeply, his face contorted with pleasure as he watched her riding him. ’ ‘Lord,’ Gerald murmured, awed more by the outspokenness of his hostess than by what she had said.
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