And us Fae, don’t survive their touch without very careful preparations. They have innate magic’s of their very own that counteract ours. His demo...nic cock is going to be an unstoppable juggernaut inside of her, his barbs ripping her apart with every single thrust. Now it’s her mouth, but later it will be her cunt and ass ... she going to bleed like a stuck pig, and unlike you, she can’t turn flesh ripping pain into pleasurable happy-funtime inside her skull. None of us can. All she can do is. A man who gets a woman already experienced counts himself lucky”“But, she might be pregnant!”“That’s right, now you understand” I didn’t, my face showed it (my face which was right next to her lovely smooth-skinned face) “If she’s with child then that saves him a job”“DO men really dislike it so much?”“It’s messy, and, well, involves putting your ‘thing’ inside someone. I can understand why you’d find that objectionable”“I love to put ... I mean I don’t find the idea objectionable. Don’t. Between sucking on the head, massaging my balls with her left hand, and stroking the rest of my shaft with her right hand, I blew a load down her throat in a few minutes.She stood up looking like the cat that ate the canary. "I'll catch hell for being late but I don't care."We were dressed and ready to leave when she asked, "Do you think you'll be back this way?" Yes, but unfortunately I don't know when." That's okay. Just call me when you come if you want me to meet you. Wherever you stay."I. A half-empty wineglass was on the kitchen counter. It was near mid-afternoon and I went into the house to report mission accomplished. She sat me down at the kitchen table and served snacks and a coke. She sipped from her glass. “Listen, Frankie. I want to apologize for my behavior the other day. I could tell that I hurt your feelings. I didn’t mean to. Will you forgive me?” “Sure”, I said, feeling greatly relieved. “I apologize too, Mrs. Summers.” She smiled almost sadly. “Oh, Frankie, you.