"Peanut butter mouth doesn't count, right?" He had mmfed a time or two at other people then. Mostly before liberal application of milk.

He squinted at her. "Hope you like my little bits. They slipped out with all the wiggling and squirming and not being hard anymore."

It was like shooting pool with a jump rope at the moment. Though Alison just had to work some of her own special magic to fix it.