Just leave now before you make things even worse.”Finney was gone and Ellen looked for Richard. He was at the hat check, waiting with her cloak. He did not say a single word while he helped her into the cloak, nor during the coach ride or even when he delivered her at the Wilkes’ door.Lucy was alarmed when she saw the faces of the two young people, but Richard just turned wordlessly and left.“What on earth happened, Ellen?” Lucy demanded.“Richard challenged James Finney,” Ellen whispered, not trusting her voice.“Oh dear God! Why on earth would he do that?”“Richard wanted us to leave, but I didn’t want yet. So I asked Mr. Finney to help me, and then they quarrelled.”Lucy was pale. “You provoked two men to kill each other, stupid girl?”“Don’t say that!” Ellen cried. “Mr. Finney became really mean and insulting all of a sudden.”“Go up to your room, Ellen. God help you if Richard is killed. Go!”Ellen did not sleep at all during the night. Her confusion only became deeper with every. He was already scrambling in the dirt, trying to get to his feet while squeezing his dick in one hand.Her eyes were dark and mysterious, her whole body an amalgamation of different plants. Her skin had minor flaws that reminded him of the wrinkles on a sweet potato, or an unwashed carrot. Her breasts lacked nipples, instead coming to a pair of rounded points like the bottom of a turnip. She ran her hands along the sides of her body, slender fingers finding and toying with the soft, blonde curls below her hips. He nearly knocked her over, grabbing at her body out of desperation. She gazed into his eyes, her hands curling around the shaft of his dick, pumping up and down.Mike sighed, his hands running across her flesh. She felt soft, like a regular woman, and he couldn’t help but notice the pretty blue stone necklace around her neck. It prompted a memory that was quickly lost in the clouds of lust that had fogged his mind. The hands stroking his shaft were suddenly slick. Looking down,.
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