Everything a man excretes is harmless, and besides if you love him you'll learn to love his natural odors and lubricants.My suggestion is to try it in...little increments. As an example, when you're "inspecting" your man's equipment, squeeze out some of that nice clear pre-cum of his, so a big drop stands out from his pee-hole. Lap it off with your tongue. If you make a show of it for him, he'll love you for it, and you'll see that it doesn't taste bad all at the same time.Rule 4. Don't Stop!This. I take his bank card and the room key and go back down the stairway in the hope of avoiding people. Thankfully I do. As I reach the hall I see only a few couples still slow dancing and there is no sign of the bride and groom. I walk to the bar and order a double vodka and Red bull and as I look at the back of the bar into the long mirror I see that I'm not alone. I turn in my seat with my drink and see the Rob, the groom, sitting in the corner. I walk over and sitting down next to him I can see. Ben didn't even have time to say a word. She turned around, spread her legs, and began to squat on Ben's lap facing him. Suddenly, I was very very very turned on. I was afraid she would start trying to kiss him and knew that wouldn't go well, but thankfully she did not. I got down on the sofa next to him so we sat side by side, looking at Diva, naked, in Ben's lap. She shoved her tits in his face... nice full tits, light pink nipples, hard as a rock. Ben's no dummy--he took one tit in his. "I bought it in the sales. Claire made me get it. She said it's a sure-fire man-catcher. Has she shown you hers yet?" Hers?" I made her buy a sure-fire man-catcher herself. Hers is cut down to here." Delia indicated her navel or perhaps slightly below. "And it's really short, too, to show off her legs. I don't know why I made her buy it, come to think of it. She's got a good man already, hasn't she?"Russ finished his coffee and put the mug in the sink.Delia moved over and stood close behind.