Duncan and Mary The Church

Mmmm...
Mmmm...
The white of her beneath the white
And in my thoughts
Where I can enslave everyone and everything
I cross the space between our bodies
I place my mouth upon her breast
She expresses neither surprise nor shock
But only sucks in her breath
Moans
Slowly places her soft hands behind my head
Drawing me into her
Her hands so cool on my hair
Her body soft soft soft soft
I think I'm going mad