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Mrs Smith: Actually, dear. He's all yours. Go to it Sebastian. [Sebastian goes over and kisses Mr Smith, pushing his tongue into his mouth]
Mr Smith: Ahhh, no no. Absolutely no way. I'd rather die. I can't. I'm not...not in the least. Oh for God's sake, Clara...
Mrs Smith: Just returning the favour. You bought me one, I bought you one. Rules are no talking and Sebastian, if he struggles, rough him up a little. He'll like that [Sebastian pushes Mr Smith to his knees and forces his penis into Mr Smith's mouth]
Mrs Smith: Now here's a chance for your to practise all the things you preach to me 'Deeper, faster, harder.'
[Sebastian pumps for a while] OK, I think you've got the hang of that. Now Mike I think it's time you dropped the soap...