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"From aside, the baby uttered a little moan.
"Hold her down", "Stick it to her", "Make her moan".
"I had to moan about bales of precious crops I manage to leave."
"I hear him moan:
"Listen to me moan"
"From aside, the baby uttered a little moan.
"Hold her down", "Stick it to her", "Make her moan".
"I had to moan about bales of precious crops I manage to leave."
"I hear him moan:
"Listen to me moan"
"But, as if in fetters here, the soul grows pale and moans... "sensing that bliss is near, yet unable..."
"O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans."
"She moans, her hoarse voice sounding distorted with pain, and the highest peaks of pleasure at the same time."
"The kicks and moans till half past noon.
"and when, amid no earthly moans "down, down that town shall settle hence
"But, as if in fetters here, the soul grows pale and moans... "sensing that bliss is near, yet unable..."
"O wall, full often hast thou heard my moans."
"She moans, her hoarse voice sounding distorted with pain, and the highest peaks of pleasure at the same time."
"The kicks and moans till half past noon.
"and when, amid no earthly moans "down, down that town shall settle hence
" 'Richard, is that you? ' she moaned."
"I must have you," she moaned.
"Kit moaned, her body spasming in response.
"The pain was so great, such sweet delight, I moaned over and over."
"Water, he moaned".
! (Bender moaning passionately) Fry:
"All who survive and escape shall go to the mountains, "moaning like the doves of the valleys, "each for his own sins.
"Among thorns, twilights, the miserable moaning casted to the wind..."
"And I fancy on rainy nights I would hear "that old devil, George, moaning.
"As if a poignant dagger you stood on my moaning heart."
" 'Richard, is that you? ' she moaned."
"I must have you," she moaned.
"Kit moaned, her body spasming in response.
"The pain was so great, such sweet delight, I moaned over and over."
"Water, he moaned".
! (Bender moaning passionately) Fry:
"All who survive and escape shall go to the mountains, "moaning like the doves of the valleys, "each for his own sins.
"Among thorns, twilights, the miserable moaning casted to the wind..."
"And I fancy on rainy nights I would hear "that old devil, George, moaning.
"As if a poignant dagger you stood on my moaning heart."