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The man who had brought Jeanne to the club loved to watch her face while she was being taken from behind, in either one of her orifices.
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And so it was a common occurrence, F would enter the library or the lounge to find shy little Jeanne bent forward, her little breasts hanging down, and being used by one of the men while Gregoire, seated where Jeanne could see him and always impeccably dressed, watched closely.