It was at times like this that one of those waves of bestiality ran through the mine, the sudden lust of the… — Emile Zola
It was at times like this that one of those waves of bestiality ran through the mine, the sudden lust of the male that came over a miner when he met one of these girls on all fours, with her rear in the air and her buttocks bursting out of her breeches.
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