He kissed him on the cheek and leaned down to lap up the cum that had puddled in his sternum. “Mmmmm,” he murmured. “God, you taste so fucking g...od.” He kissed him deeply. Tobin, still slightly delirious with pleasure, kissed him back, grasping the back of his bald head and clinging to him as if trying to drink straight from his mouth. He tasted his own cum on Jimmy’s lips, as well as the pleasantly fishy aftertaste of Jimmy’s on his tongue.“You taste good too,” he gasped. “All I want to do is. And hormones. And peer-pressure. And blood sugar levels. And a whole host of other factors, many of them intangible. Can anyone, ever, REALLY consent to sex?”“Of course!” Elyse said. “But I see your point. How could you ever know? What’s your fear?”“That the ‘consent’ notion will get so out of control that we’ll get to a point where you’ll be able to retroactively withdraw consent, and point to some random factor that ‘impaired your judgment’.”Kara giggled, “I did that to Steve back in High. The drive home was filled with talk about the upcoming school year, how much shopping needed to be done and what all they needed to take care of."Once we get home I had better call the lawyer and get everything started to petition the courts to get your name changed and have all of your records updated to the new you. I know you have told me already but I want to make sure. Are you happy dear?" Yes mother, I don't think I have ever been more sure of anything in my life. I know the medication. .I was at this stage wiggling in my chair at the dinner table, It must of been the alcohol because I was getting a little bit wet down in my private parts, I must of had a dumb look on my face because Garry asked if I was all right, I told him that my husband, doe's not say anything like that in front of me because he thinks it's a sin, Garry's response was what a wimp your husband is, if you were married to me we would be doing all sorts of Kinky stuff, hahahaha.I had a question that I needed.