I love the sensation of the approaching orgasm - the feeling as that first drop of semen begins to gush slowly from the head of my throbbing cock, wat...hing it emerge as a small whit e drop, before growing rapidly into a thick cloudy white bead. I like to take in the contrast of its whiteness against the redness of my dick, as I savor the feeling of my sperm leaking from the head of my now hypersensitive cock-head.For some reason, that first drop always tastes the best – as if you are tasting. . She turned to her wrist computer, bringing up the calculator function and entering in values as the two Krell watched her curiously, her fingers flying across the touch panel.“Yes!” Lena exclaimed, the glow of the hologram reflecting in her eyes as she read out the results. “I’ve got it, one Krell season is ... twenty five years. Really? You guys only have a breeding season once every twenty five years? I guess you have to give the generation that was conceived during the last one time to. Check the closet...you'll find a couple of old wigs in there I believe...I want your appearance a bit more, feminine for this evening. I went back upstairs to my room, slipped out of my dress and into the bathroom. I got out my razor, stepped into the shower, and after cleaning up I soaped up my legs and began to shave them. I'd never done this before, but needed to feel more feminine. Especially now since Vince wanted me to be more girly, I wasn't about to disappoint him. I didn't have. Cat green eyes glowed in the soft candlelight, framed by long dark lashes. Angular cheekbones, a cleanly shaven face, and strong, full, lips helped to create a soft yet muscular appearance. Overall, you were just as breathtaking to look at as I feared you would be. A slight frown was the only thing marring your masculine beauty as you laid perfectly still above me, letting me fully study you. Unable to stop myself, I smiled slightly at you, as a thank you for letting me see you, and for reasons.