MALCOLM
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F*ck.
Moonlight washes over Gwen's lithe body, casting an almost heavenly glow about her.
I wouldn't doubt for one minute the glow around her head is a halo, nor would I doubt the intensity of the thought the observation revokes. I feel like going on my knees before her and laying silent prayers at her feet.
A prayer for my damned soul. And a prayer for the lurid amount of lust raging through me... Surely it couldn't be normal?
The top comes off completely and her perky breasts spring free. My breath waters and I see the dusky n*****s turn to hard points. F*ck. I was going to come just watching those heavy globes. My hands itch to take them in my hands, in my mouth. Between my c**k.
Eyes unable to leave her breasts, I give another warning growl. "You're not thinking strai
