| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 8 | 919 | "I beg to be caressed," she said, View more quotes about weeping">weeping. |
| 8 | 920 | I then began to caress her, she before me, weeping, trying to resist, captive and servant, clinging to the pommel. |
| 8 | 921 | "Monster," she moaned. |
| 8 | 922 | "Monster". |
| 8 | 923 | Then she sobbed, suddenly, partly with surprise, partly with sensation. |
| 8 | 924 | I chuckled. |
| 8 | 925 | Her legs looked well, split, squirming, over the glossy saddle. |