"Better save that one for later, Karen," she said. "You have got my cunt so hot now I don't think I can make it through a second milking."Karen looked...at Katrina quizzically."What is it?" Katrina asked."Well... I just wondered," the girl stammered out. "Why do you call it a cunt? Isn't that a dirty name for it?" Yes it is! That's why I call it that. It excites me to use dirty names and language when I'm making love. I would never use that word in regular conversation of course but when playing. ” Darius purred seductively, “Yes you can.”The man smirked and flagged down the bartender.“I’m Magnus by the way,” The man said as the bartender set down their drinks, “Magnus Crowley.”“Darius.” Darius replied with a smile.“No last name?”Darius just smiled knowingly and sipped his drink.“That’s alright. Everyone has their secrets.” Magnus grinned.“Some more than others.” Darius muttered.“Amen.”Darius sipped at his drink, curiously watching the interesting stranger.“I haven’t seen you around. I had never seen anything like that in my life. Danny was wearing red mesh briefs. Not just red mesh briefs, but a work of art designed to show off and enhance everything right about his considerable endowment. And that was a whole lot of right. He looked like 195 pounds of testosterone come to life. The mesh actually made him look more naked than if he were nude. The thought crossed my mind that if I was ever gonna go for a guy, well, maybe, ah, I mean… then I decided not to think about that. It was there that I first met Katherine De Burg. She was certainly not a striking girl. Even at the age of twenty she was rather on the plump side with large breasts and short legs. Not that she wasn't attractive, it was as if she didn't care. She was studying law as well, but was also taking a complimentary psychology course. As the courses continued she shied away from law and took a doctorate in psychology. The funny thing was that I really felt attracted to her, and even though her circle.