It was thick, salty, and just a trace of sweetness. But, it had a sort of unpleasant bleachy aftertaste. As the second mouthful went down I felt more ...oozing from the tip. I upstroked with my hand and felt my mouth fill a little again. I swallowed and pulled the head from my mouth. I coughed and began to gag a little and then all was fine.I kept my head down and swallowed my saliva over and over to clear my mouth. He was still oozing a little more and I kissed the tip one more time to clean it.. He even forgot to keep kissing me.So I kissed him, and pretty soon we were back to deep kisses and passionate sighs - everything as before except that his hand was kneading my titty like there was no tomorrow. He was really clumsy about it, but I didn't know any better and it seemed like heaven to me.We didn't get much farther than that. Before long, his mom called down the stairway to say it was almost dinner time, which was my cue to head home. Eddie walked me to my house, only a few blocks. .." You'll find out when you meet with the Prime and the Clan Queen," Alesha answered, mysteriously.Kei frowned as she sat staring at her computer screen, but after a second, turned back to Alesha. "I've heard Jeff refer to Diana as his Queen, but you said 'Clan Queen.' What does that mean? And what is a Prime?"Alesha sat quietly for a moment, then, "I'm not sure just how much I'm at liberty to say, and ... well, I don't want to find out the hard way that I've gone too far." On a couple of. It was in all probability the most memorable class I ever took. The reason it was memorable was not the content of the course work, but the instructor, Samantha, and her stories.Samantha's Masters is in Clinical Psychology. One of the stories she told the class shocked me to the core. While she was working on her Masters she was transcribing interviews for her Professor. He was studying the make up and motivations of Serial Killers.Serial Killers are normally solitary predators, hunting a.