The words came out a pathetic mumble. Lust was too feverish and exhausted to think straight. But how could he possibly put his arms around her with the memory of that in his mind? This was the antithesis of attraction! She was barely even human at this point, just a meaty, reeking sack of projectile waste!
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The words came out a pathetic mumble. Lust was too feverish and exhausted to think straight. But how could he possibly put his arms around her with the memory of that in his mind? This was the antithesis of attraction! She was barely even human at this point, just a meaty, reeking sack of projectile waste!