You. [ He shrugs. ] But maybe not. [ There's not much off limits for Harley and Malcolm is relatively vanilla by comparison.
Malcolm keeps his hand in her hair, tugging gently and keeping up that tension. He knows she loves it. Scars are welcome to be kissed, and he'd talk about them if she asked, but he's fine with not breaking the mood. She's teased him long enough anyway.
He watches her press her tongue to his cock, a soft moan escaping his lips. Malcolm has waited so patiently, and God it's always worth it with her. He doesn't think he's seen anything hotter than the way she can take his entire cock in her mouth so easily. ]
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Malcolm keeps his hand in her hair, tugging gently and keeping up that tension. He knows she loves it. Scars are welcome to be kissed, and he'd talk about them if she asked, but he's fine with not breaking the mood. She's teased him long enough anyway.
He watches her press her tongue to his cock, a soft moan escaping his lips. Malcolm has waited so patiently, and God it's always worth it with her. He doesn't think he's seen anything hotter than the way she can take his entire cock in her mouth so easily. ]
Fuck, Harley...