I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I — Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
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I want to hold you like a kitten in my shirt, and still I want to spread your thighs and plow ye like a rotting bull. I dinna understand myself.

— Diana Gabaldon, Dragonfly in Amber
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