‘You, Mademoiselle Charvill, are as unlike most of your sex as you can be. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. ’ A twinkle crept into Mrs Sindlesham’s eye. He stood completely still as she moved her tongue up and down its shaft.
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