But I was very wrong. Although, I matched with a few girls but none of them wanted anything short term. It was only after one month that I matched wit... Vidushi. She was 2 year older than me (that is 29) and newly single. What I liked the most about her was her straightforwardness. Right from the start, we were flirting with each other.There was healthy as well and unhealthy flirting going on day and night; one could easily guess from our chats that sexual tension was increasing day by day.. Divorce doesn’t just steal what you have now, it steals the future you thought was yours from the moment you said ‘I do.’ But anyway, I just felt this sharp and throbbing pain in my head like somebody had taken a freezing cold dagger and plunged it into my brain right at the base of my skull. ‘Maybe I’ve got a brain tumor,’ I mumbled into the phone. I was talking to my ‘best friend,’ Fiona. She was half-goth butch lesbian when I met her in college, but since then she’d transformed a bit into a. I opened my eyes a sliver to see the wooden ceiling of my bedroom, and I sighed. Fuck, that was a good dream… I rolled over, only for something to get in the way. I looked down, and sighed at myself. Morning wood, of course. That always seemed to happen when I dreamt of her… It’d go away soon enough. I rose from bed and ran my fingers back over my head, smoothing my fur. My ears perked forward and I turned to face my bedroom mirror. Staring back at me was an image I took great pride in keeping. I gave them a mini science lesson, and told them, with each load of sperm that was shot into me, my pleasure and contentment levels increased. I pointed out that it was proven scientifically. I explained my desire for fellating a man's cock, and how I loved to drink his seed. I said I liked the taste, and that it is a natural aphrodisiac for me, and good for my youthful-looking skin. They asked me what I did not like. I said I was not fussed on bukkake because it is often used as a way of.