Dr. Xavier Malcolm, was a tall and lean man in his early thirties, he stood poised over the cold metal table in the dimly lit morgue. His jet black hair was combed back neatly from his angular face, accentuating his piercing green ey...
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I am so jealous of that lucky bitch thank you for... moreOh my good god…this is epic Auzbird!!! Your writing walks that line between clinical and erotic so perfectly…as with everything you write I can feel what you are describing in my own belly!!
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