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:46:02
Take this side of the curtain.
One, two, three-

:46:31
Quickly, my suckling,
out of your clothes.

:46:35
My scepter awaits.
How solid it grows.

:46:38
- Stop it, I beg you.
Have pity I say.

:46:41
You're not my lover.
You're a monstrous roue.

:46:44
- Do as you're told.
:46:48
-Stick your legs in the air.
- Leave at once.

:46:52
- But it's just begun.
- Do as I say.

:46:54
Madame.
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It's true, I'm a pig.
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And you've truffles down there.
:47:09
- Oh, God !
Oh, God, what's this ?

:47:11
- Such a wicked sensation.
:47:13
A feeling somewhere
between shame and elation.

:47:16
- Oh, God !
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Use your tongue like a wand
in much the same manner
as Sister Semfone.

:47:24
Leaving already ?
Of course, you've seen it all before.

:47:30
I had a suspicion
the sister was sapphic.

:47:34
I'd tell you more,
but it's simply too graphic.

:47:36
Suffice it to say
she's a preference for lasses.

:47:38
Even at Vespers,
she always made passes.

:47:44
My darling, dainty morsel,
get on your back.
Let's try it dorsal !

:47:51
I won't escape.
He wants to take me
in every way.

:47:54
I'll plunder every lovely pore
till you're weak and cry,
" No more !"

:47:58
- No, more, more !

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