.god damn! And then I realized how I must look. mouth and breasts smeared with fresh blood, a belly fully of raw meat from a kill, womb full of hot wo...f seed and a pussy still dripping it. I felt dirty and yet...satisfied. Wild and hot. Black came to me then and began licking my pussy and thighs. After a few minutes and this I was cleaned, feeling his rough tounge kinda made me hot again, but at the same time part of me realized he was doing it purely as a practice of cleaning, not anything. Most of this exploration stopped sometime in the teenage years as relationships with females dominated the sexual landscape. Even through college and the military most of those early memories seemed to be a reference for future behavior, even after marriage and a family.So one day a friend and I are talking over a beer about our wives and sex, and the subject of amateur movies comes up. We talked about how we both enjoyed the 'home-grown' aspect of sex in video, and that we had each made a. It definitely set the mood for theevening.Her favorite meal of roasted rosemary lamb shank drizzled with scalliongravy and sided with creamed red potatoes and chives warmed in the oven.I could not wait to serve it to her.I had offered to pick her up from the airport, but she was given theroyal treatment and treated the same way as her boss since she wasfilling in for him on this business trip, and she took full advantage ofit. For the first time in her life, she was getting recognition for. "Thanks," I said, looking down at it as it glistened on her bulging tummy.Where perhaps most men would have been sad, or even frustrated to see their own sperm, their 'genetic heritage' being deliberately, purposefully 'wasted', cast aside, dispensed with in such a manner, I did not share those emotions. I felt, rather...curiously 'relieved.' I thought of Omar just then, thousands of miles to the south of where Mara and I were; and that it was HIS sperm that had impregnated Mara, not mine; and.