He gripped one of her pert nipples with his fingers as he came inside her. I would not think so of you, Marthe. I think not, Annabel. ‘Oh, peste. He encouraged her to join him in his debauchery. Instead, he could not get beyond these minor details—why she wore the dress, whence she had come, and whither she was bound. He leaned towards her as though anxious to see more of her face than that faint delicate profile gleaming like marble in the uncertain light.
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