I think Whitewolf has it exactly right. (So, there are still people in Iva? I'm from SC, and only met one soul from Iva.)

Anyway, I performed an irreproducible pseudoempirical statistical survey today, with a sample size of one.

I thought of last night, me and my sweetie. Knowing that we couldn't be together today, I felt the urge to rub one out, and decided to go for it.

I had a hardon in my pants, a little wet spot soaking through, a paper towel in my hand, and a plan to feel a little sunshine on my penis.

Then I remembered this thread, and thought, "Why not?". I dropped the paper towel and found a quiet place outside in the sun.

You've guessed the rest. I slurped my mawkish load from my gooey palm. Haven't done that in some time. Even licked the fingers. And it didn't have much taste at all, just a somewhat unappetizing texture.

My bottom line is that I'd never ask my woman to taste or swallow anything that I won't.