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'His touch was mesmeric . . . It was as if she trembled on the edge of an abyss. If she fell she would be shattered by explosions of pleasure, but Stone kept her teetering, wanting, thirsting . . .'
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'His touch was mesmeric ... It was as if she trembled on the edge of an abyss. If she fell she would be shattered by explosions of pleasure, but Stone kept her teetering, wanting, thirsting ...'
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