[ and thus, in essence, he was being edged. And Alfred was... well, it's easy to say that thus days he's nothing if not indulged. The moans grow louder, perhaps even a little pitchy as she pushes her work and he sees that expression in her eyes. They turn into pants after this continues for only a short while. Neither him nor his mother were great for endurance, and it seems this was already showing. But more to the point, he feels like he needs to - ]
Ma----'am... It's so - aaaah? Yer all kinds of -- talented here.
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Ma----'am... It's so - aaaah? Yer all kinds of -- talented here.