The pretty little preacher’s daughter in his arms wanted him as much as he wanted her. A couple of inches higher and he could bring her off in a matter of minutes, he was sure of it. On the other hand, if she didn’t know what that magic little button was for, he certainly wasn’t going to show her. Hell, what would she need him for?
Women in his time made it well known they could satisfy their own needs. He’d be damned if he made himself obsolete.
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