“That level of sharing, that closeness, would imply sex! Oh my!”“Yes, and so what happens?”“They don’t do it! The whole ‘macho’ thing!...��“It’s part of it,” I said. “What are men taught about emotions?”“That they’re a sign of weakness. Wow. Another reason they can’t do this! How did you figure it out?”“I didn’t,” I chuckled. “I’m just as blockheaded as the next guy. A woman taught me!”“No, I don’t think so,” Michelle said.“That a woman taught me?”“That you’re blockheaded.”“Get to know me better,”. We were kissing passionately but Pooja broke the kiss and said that she wanted more. We drove back to the hostel and we sneaked into the girls hostel. The hostel had separate rooms for everyone.We both went to the bathroom in her room. I started removing my clothes and Pooja leaned in and kissed me again, this time biting my lips hard. At that moment, all I could hear was my heart pounding with adrenaline and the sound of her moaning as I kissed down her neck.She lifted off her dress and I. His tail lashed and he leaned forward, his palm pressing to the silk. Claws snicked from his free hand’s fingertips and dug into the cloth.“Fuck!” He growled, his hips twitching as if he was slamming into her. His balls bumped his own knuckles and he threw his head back, growling. “Fucking yes!”The pressure mounted. Burst.His balls clenched and Thale tried to roar, like he really was one of the great cats. The sound came out as a pathetic, emasculating yowl. His body trembled and his back. I kick the covers off of me and try to relax.I close my eyes and instantly I see his face. We’d only been chatting and emailing for a week and already I was hooked. Phone sex with him was amazing. And cyber was even better. I glance at my sleeping snoring husband with guilty thoughts. “What the hell? I need some release.” I close my eyes and picture my cyber friend again. His eyes, his smile, his body, and of course his amazing cock. I feel myself start to get a little moist so I look over at.