”“I worry that you’ll look at me and think I’m not very exciting...” I said.She snickered. “I’ve watched you play rugby. You’re not ju...t exciting, you’re completely nuts. And Tommy?”“Yeah?”“You’re smart. Not just smart-mouthed. Really intelligent. I listen to you talk every day. I know that you don’t just bop your way through life and not notice and consider and think about things. You talk to me about them. I’d rather that than ‘Duuude! New Batman!’ any day of the week. You’re not the only one. Pushing him to elaborate further he continued by saying that after the husband had ejaculated, the village elders would spurt their own semen over the bride's abdomen to increase the couple's fertility. I sat listening to his flustered spiel with my legs dangling over the edge of the stone slab. A fleeting thought of me getting fucked, then surrounded by older men eager to cum over me flashed through my brain as I imagined how erotic that would have been.I snapped out of the trance when Kadec,. Megan returned the kiss, finding his tongue with her own, and pressing her body tightly against Michael's. Finally, the two released their embrace."Wow, that was some kiss!" commented Megan. "It was...I don't know..." Yeah, I know what you mean...it was almost spooky how sexy that was...and it was just a kiss!" said Michael."It must have been sexy, judging from the fact your cock apparently went to instant boner status," Megan teased."Oh, you noticed that, huh?" replied Michael, somewhat. She crawled into bed, reached out, pulled Roger’s furry body into her own, rolled to her side, stared blankly at the wall and began to weep. It wouldn’t be the last time Zoe found solace in the embrace of her purple monkey Roger and the solitude of staring at the wall. For the next three months, every time she saw her mother and knew she was high she would slowly walk to her room, grab Roger and continue her position staring at the wall and sobbing. This would happen three to four times a week.