Good-bye, Anna!” Annabel sprang up. "Get in wid ye, ye villin!" And, despite his resistance, Shotbolt was thrust into the chair, which was instantly fastened upon him. The pleasure intensified quickly, it was as much control as she dared to lose as she heard herself calling his name with all her breath. At no time did she feel bodily or mental fatigue.
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