One… two… wait, no, spread your legs more. Ok. One… two…
Four… baby, you know it doesn’t count if you moved… four… look, if you scream before I even hit then I know you’re just faking… four…
Seven… eight… seven… no, I’m sure we’re at seven, we… oh, maybe you’re right. Okay. Eight…
Nine… nine and a half… nine and three quarters…
Ten! You’ve been so good, baby. I’m proud of you. Now the other side.