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doc#140 | quivering pores of her skin. It |
doc#140 | the pocket of her slacks, moved |
doc#140 | and scratched at her slacks; tree |
doc#148 | her face, her smile that was |
doc#98 | in 1935 of her son-in |
doc#104 | aged mother that her son Fought with |
doc#140 | she walked, her steps fumbled from |
doc#132 | as well as her subsequent anger at |
doc#113 | her past, her succession of broken |
doc#137 | . </p><p> She showed her surprise by tightening |
doc#145 | the pressure of her swollen body on |
doc#140 | her mouth and her teeth were clenched |
doc#98 | Gov. Stratton commuted her term to 75 |
doc#140 | . It circled her thighs, exploring |
doc#142 | success to keep her thoughts off Tom |
doc#140 | , Pamela focused her thoughts on her |
doc#140 | gasps; clutched her throat and sucked |
doc#140 | that writhed around her throat in ever |
doc#137 | said, and her tone had softened |
doc#140 | mouth so that her tongue was dry |