The truth is I introduced Thundra to smegma. Not the word, but the real thing. How it happened went like this: We were engaged in verbal foreplay, whispering sultry words like "obovate" and "stomodeum" in each other's ears, slowly working ourselves up to a veritable linguistic shouting frenzy. Soon we were egging each other on in a tantric fashion as if we had invented a new and exciting game, Sexual Scrabble. After hearing things like "eurythermal" we'd both moan and groan aloud in ecstacy and wait breathlessly for the next thing out of our mouths and imaginations.
After hours of this tightly controlled lingua franca I screamed and spewed my manseed all over our dictionaries much to the aural joy of Thundra.
This is the only time I've been with a man in such a fashion. Does this mean I'm a glossisexual or just a plain old ****?
Totem