I wanted to be as dressed as I could. She introduced us to her parents, and they introduced themselves to our parents. I noticed that there was a man ...hat hadn't been introduced yet. He looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't place him.In what I suppose is typically diplomatic fashion, we were treated to what had to have been a bit of prearranged theater. Her parents didn't ignore us, but carefully kept the focus of attention from coming too heavily on us. They spoke to our parents about how. This was having someone reach down your throat and pull your heart, beating and throbbing, out of your chest, leaving nothing but pain and a void where once happiness had been. Now just a fleeting memory.On and on it went. The rhythmic pumping of another man’s buttocks between the pale and welcoming thighs that had been my home these last twenty years. Not something given away by me. Something snatched by a snake and eagerly offered by my wife. The glistening shaft a taunt, reminding me of how. "Me and Moridan took our ship to your planet to do a little field research. You see on Venus everyone is female..." Vatima says before pausing, "Even though half have the same kind of equipment as a male. Venus women have a peculiar taste, just like you earthlings with alcohol. We desire the taste of an Earth' man's cum, and it is a delicacy on our planet that is worth a lot of money. For some reason Earth men's cum give off a narcotic like effect to most humanoid species in the universe,. “I have no idea what I want,” she sighed. “Part of me wants what I said last time. Part of me is scared to death.”“I’d say that what you’re feeling is normal.”“So what do I do?” she asked.I laughed involuntarily and Tasha recoiled.“Sorry,” I said. “I laughed because of the absurdity of the question. I can’t decide that for you! In a sense, it would be like asking the fox to guard the henhouse!”“Wait! You want to? With me?”I had to be very, very careful how I phrased my answer to her question.