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Pleasures and FolliesAnd so don' t put it in me during the week, wait until Sunday, your pleasure will be greater and you' ll avoid killing yourself. Touch neither my fur nor my bubbies." " You' re quite right," I admitted, " During the week I' ll kiss nothing other than your pretty feet, and I want constantly to have one of your slippers on my mantelpiece at home." " By all means. There' s nothing more flattering than thus to be worshipped even down to one' s last articles of apparel. Because you adore them, I take the very best care of my feet. I wash them in rose water twice each day, morning and evening and whenever I come back from a walk." " Ah, celestial fuckeress, let me kiss them! Let me kiss them!" " None of that during the week; it arouses you. Kiss your idol. My face is as sensitive as most other parts of me. But go no further. Apart from that, I' m yours, do with me what you like, sell me, surrender me whenever you wish. I' ll give myself with pleasure, knowing it is for you." Despite my inclinations, I fasted dutifully; I kept control over myself because it was necessary to do so ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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