Oral Servitude

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I just heard something on tv that made me want to cry.

"He wanted me to do things with my tongue. Dirty, disgusting things."

"He wanted you to perform oral sex?"

"The mouth is not the proper receptacle for the seed! (woman cries)"



*covers my ears and closes my eyes rocking and muttering*

Yes, yes it is.
 
Her kisses were oddly cold, shallow and mechanical, by rote even. She said she couldn't help it, she felt distant and out of place while being kissed on the lips.

When she went to her knees before me, her mouth came alive. All of the passion, tenderness, respect and love that a woman communicates in a kiss, I felt with my sensitive cock.

In time, I abandoned all attempts to kiss her mouth to mouth, as normal folk do. Oral service became our kiss.
 
Her kisses were oddly cold, shallow and mechanical, by rote even. She said she couldn't help it, she felt distant and out of place while being kissed on the lips.

When she went to her knees before me, her mouth came alive. All of the passion, tenderness, respect and love that a woman communicates in a kiss, I felt with my sensitive cock.

In time, I abandoned all attempts to kiss her mouth to mouth, as normal folk do. Oral service became our kiss.

mouth kissing is really not my forte either...i always feel awkward and forced, judged and critiqued. but not down there. down there, there is just...being.
 
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