A long-term gf I had in college had a fetish for, uh, I believe the term is 'pussy-to-mouth.' Right before we broke up she brought home a girl that worked with her in the coffee shop. Probably one of the best nights in my life honestly, but I think it awakened the Spirit of Lesbos in her as I heard some things later on. Oh well, so long as she's happy I guess.

Anyway, I think it spoiled me. It really kicks ass, but unfortunetly my wife won't give 'him' a kiss if he's already said hello to ms kitty.


Bah!