In which something happens to the man's balls..
So, fortislupus are going at it like beasts, as per usual. He blows his ambrosia nut custard all over my insides, and it inevitably ends up on the inside of my thighs, and all over his own balls. To say he cums violently, is an understatement. It's always messy.
We mop ourselves up, but because we're a bit worn out and need to sleep, it's understandable that we miss some of it, and we fall asleep with a few small smears on me, and his nuts. We're slowly sinking into sleep, when our twelve week old kitten, Bleez, makes an appearance. We sleep naked, even in winter because it's nicer to snuggle, than sweat to death in PJ's.
fortislupus is a testosterone factory. You can smell it on him a mile off. The kitten wants to snuggle in between us as she usually does, except she can smell him all over me, and apparently, this drives her wild. She starts purring like you've just dumped her in a room made of catnip, and she burrows under the bedcovers like she's mining for diamonds. I feel her crawl under my legs, and start licking the underside of my thighs. The purring gets louder, and she starts chirping at the same time, so she's really happy and going for it. I'm half asleep and so it's a moment or two before I realise what she's doing.
I move to grab her, but she's moved away from me, and has herself curled around HIS BALLS. She's been dropped off the bed for needling his balls before, but this time there were no claws in sight. She was purring like mad, licking the warm man-batter residue off his freshly evacuated nutsack, like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted, and gently pushing against them with her paws. He was completely out of it, so his half snoring, half 'what-the-fuck-is-that-on-my-balls' moaning sound, left me to pull her away, and spend the next half an hour holding her against me, to stop her making a beeline for his loveplums.
When he wakes up, I inform him that the kitten cleaned his balls last night, right after he fell asleep. The look on his face was priceless.
Clearly we may have to shut her out when we're doing the horizontal hula.
We mop ourselves up, but because we're a bit worn out and need to sleep, it's understandable that we miss some of it, and we fall asleep with a few small smears on me, and his nuts. We're slowly sinking into sleep, when our twelve week old kitten, Bleez, makes an appearance. We sleep naked, even in winter because it's nicer to snuggle, than sweat to death in PJ's.
fortislupus is a testosterone factory. You can smell it on him a mile off. The kitten wants to snuggle in between us as she usually does, except she can smell him all over me, and apparently, this drives her wild. She starts purring like you've just dumped her in a room made of catnip, and she burrows under the bedcovers like she's mining for diamonds. I feel her crawl under my legs, and start licking the underside of my thighs. The purring gets louder, and she starts chirping at the same time, so she's really happy and going for it. I'm half asleep and so it's a moment or two before I realise what she's doing.
I move to grab her, but she's moved away from me, and has herself curled around HIS BALLS. She's been dropped off the bed for needling his balls before, but this time there were no claws in sight. She was purring like mad, licking the warm man-batter residue off his freshly evacuated nutsack, like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted, and gently pushing against them with her paws. He was completely out of it, so his half snoring, half 'what-the-fuck-is-that-on-my-balls' moaning sound, left me to pull her away, and spend the next half an hour holding her against me, to stop her making a beeline for his loveplums.
When he wakes up, I inform him that the kitten cleaned his balls last night, right after he fell asleep. The look on his face was priceless.
Clearly we may have to shut her out when we're doing the horizontal hula.