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I'm trying to figure that out. She knew how to fuck so he knew he would keep her as his slave. Each time, she locked her eyes on mine, and my attention was riveted. Her tongue was a flurry of motion. And, in the back recesses of his nasty mind, he knew it would get even better down the line. It was hardly a choice, anyway. Thirty armed riders flew across the grassy field and into the woods. Come let me do something about that. I can't imagine how her parents didn't hear her all the way over at their place. It went loose in his hand and she shrugged out of it.