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Her Lovers’ Touch-12
That’s my girl…. This is going to be fun…. Inch by inch, Michael draws his favourite silk scarf from his pocket. Charlotte is well familiar with it; very sheer, in a black fabric that all but floats. Beth watches it like a rabbit into headlights. As he winds his finger in a circle, her eyes flick to Richard, but he has adopted my pose, chin on fist, watching in silence. She turns obediently, her chest rising and falling, and he binds the silk around her eyes, snugly but not too tightly. As he does so, I see his head tilt back…. Scenting her…? She’s aroused then…. …. Not scared…. His hand at the top of her arm, he speaks to her, loudly enough that we can all hear him clearly. “Beth, we’re going to walk you. I’ll have one hand. Richard will have the other. We won’t let you fall. Alrig
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