“Come on, lover. Take me back. Make me your’s again. Make me forget all about the man you lent me to last night.”Bitch! But I loved her, her smi...e telling me this was all just part of a game we were sharing. Just as last night was a game we’d played – with Daryl, however nice a guy he was, just an extra in a game we marshaled and directed.I knew I’d not last long. Intentionally I’d not allowed myself to cum the night before, knowing that the ‘post-cum’ blues could send me into a spin of. "Yeah," she sighed."How'd it go?" I asked, unable to shake the feeling that I'd just asked a really stupid question."I'm beginning to the think trying to teach Tanya the concept of modesty would be easier."I raised an eyebrow at her. "And since when do you know anything about modesty?"She paused. "Okay, you got me there," she laughed. "But anyway, maybe talking to Patrick about this isn't exactly the way to go." What do you mean?" I asked. "What should we be doing?"She raised one eyebrow along. Nonsense, Santa." Nancy blushed at her near indiscretion but went on, " I see you ... I feel you. And ... uhh hmm," Nancy paused puzzled and her nose wrinkled. " And I can smell you too, Santa. " Nancy was feeling rather awkward now because Santa didn't smell of pipe tobacco or Christmas cookie crumbs; he had a kind of musky, bleach like odour to him."Yes, little girl, I am real to you! But no one else can see or hear me and time itself has stopped. " Santa was trying to explain the. I'm also able to pump vaginal fluid into his testicles once I have pushed his semen back into him without much effort using muscle contractions sometimes bringing on my own orgasm causing even more fluid pumping into him. This is proper control over the male orgasm, filling his balls with vaginal fluids" - JanDuring a date a while back I glanced over and crossed eyes with a woman sitting alone sipping on some red wine. She was staring right back at me, a confident seductive smile on her face. I.