The celibate fulfils a cultural role – perhaps a paradoxical one – exemplifying the ultimacy that is at the heart of all our desiring as a human s...ecies. Of course, the vocational motivation may be based on less worthy aspirations, some of which may even be pathological; this is an area for profound and comprehensive discernment.Despite this divine initiative – or perhaps precisely because of it – I wish to suggest that the celibate calling is a highly sexualised one. The celibate may well be. Main palat kar Tushaar se poochi: Tumhe kaise pata? Tushaar: Hum uske sath padhayi kiye hai. Woh aksar aisi wali porn bhi dekhta hai. Kya tumhe usne kabhi bataya nahi?Main: Shayad, sex ke beech agar main thodi wild ho jaun to woh use kafi pasand hai. Par use ye bhi pasand thi ye main nahi janti thi.Naveen: Hahaha, to shayad tumhara pati bhi unhi mardo mein hai jo dikhana nahi chahte par andar hi andar pasand karte hai.Main Naveen ko dekh boli: Hmmm, shayad!Naveen ko meri aankho mein aayi chumak. They start deep kissing again. Between kisses Mr. Second starts talking saying "Hold me tight when you cum in that pussy." Much to my surprise in little time he's holding my bottom deep and shooting his second load. I mean, like maybe within 5 minutes or less. Too fast, I guess putting a vagina in the middle of guy on guy was too exciting.Now he is going soft, we decouple, I roll over on my back, pull knees up and demand "Eat it out of me!". Which he refuses saying "I'm really not in the. Neither do I.”“I did dream about you last night.”“Oh, you did, hmmm?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. “And just what were we doing in this dream of yours?”“I don’t remember a lot of the details but we were in bed together and when I woke up this morning I was...,” she trailed off.“You were what?” he asked.“Wet. I was wet.”“Damn, that must’ve been some dream.”“It must’ve been,” she agreed. “Though...” Again she trailed off.“Though what?” he queried. “We’ve talked about this. Talk to me,.