” He threw open the door of the sitting-room and switched on the electric light. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. She leaned back as he climbed on top of her and kissed her mouth again. The wings stopped. He had hired not one but two engineers to record the event, subsidized entirely out of his own meager pocket. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. I ought to have gone long ago. “Would you mind calling that hansom for me?” He looked at it critically and shook his head. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. And he could not return this love.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjExNi4yNi40IC0gMDMtMDYtMjAyNCAwNDo0NjowOSAtIDE3MDAxMjU0MDM=
This video was uploaded to fairlopwaters.info on 30-05-2024 23:20:48
Related resources: Ref1 - Ref2 - Ref3 - Ref4 - Ref5 - Ref6 - Ref7 - Ref8 - Ref9 - Ref10
Origin resources: Resource Map: 1 - Resource Map: 2 - Resource Map: 3 - Resource Map: 4 - Resource Map: 5 - Resource Map: 6 - Resource Map: 7