" "Where are they?" "Ay, where are they?" chorussed the mob, flourishing their various weapons, and flashing their torches in the air; "we'll starve 'em out. He smiled. They were a dull grey, but the dark frizzed hair that framed her face was attractive. She moaned as his hands explored her body, fingers crushing against her panties under her skirt.
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