As I sat there, applying zero-stimulation to my cock, I started thinking about my university girlfriend and instantly got an explicitly clear image in...my mind of the condom that I had found in her bedroom, all those years ago. This quickly turned into a fantasy, where she burst into the room and caught me red-handed, masturbating with it over my cock. Furiously cross with me, she pulled it off, ordered me to open wide and emptied the contents into my mouth. Just that single thought, of being so. They probably ate everything that crossed their path. Would it have eaten Lena if Sleethe hadn’t been with her?The scholar lifted its massive arm, the width of Sleethe’s torso, and scratched his neck idly. Something flashed in the dim twilight, and Lena’s eyes immediately locked onto it. There was something dangling from its wrist.“What’s that on his wrist?” Lena asked Sleethe, forgetting that her translator was now doing a fine job and that she could have asked the question herself. She was. ” They actually sounded cute.On the other hand, vagina and clitoris were too proper and better used in the doctor’s office. Mom used them up until the time she gave Emily “The Talk.” Since then, she just made subtle references.And then, there were the words “dick”, “cock” and “balls” that sounded tantalizing and more masculine than the stilted anatomical terms of penis and testicles. Of course, she would know better once she got to know them for real.She was neutral about “fuck”, the most. Cautiously, she sent three fingers between her beefy curtains to prepare her canal. Her pinky joined the endeavor once her womanhood was loosened up. Rocking her fingers back and forth, she braced herself for the final step. Bit by bit her thumb entered her steaming cunt, followed by her wrist. Francis held her breath, overwhelmed by the tingling delight emanating from her twat. Quickly, she removed her fist and gave a fugitive glance out the bedroom door. ‘Honey, we have some lemons in the.