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f it slightly salty and moist, but not
at all unclean or unpleasant. This tube had no other
purpose than sex, unlike our own penises. It stayed
perfectly clean, closed tight until the Lati male was
stimulated, and so it would open to allow entrance. But
to what?
No matter, Lar enjoyed my lapping inside of him,
immensely, and soon was bucking and groaning in a way I
thoroughly understood. He was close to orgasm. I
pulled out and stood up.
Lar gasped and kissed me, hard. I picked him up
and carried him to the bed. I had another idea on how
to make love to my blue alien lover.
Lar lay back on the bed, his "e-tar-a" (penis) a
rigid tube standing above him, fully eight inches high
from his small frame. He looked at me with his catlike
eyes, irises dilated to wide circles, looking at me in
awe. "What do you want?" he asked me, eager but afraid,
as though now-unsure of how we humans made love.
I smiled. "I will not hurt you." I said, and I
reached for the tube of lube I kept (though the only
human for a thousand miles at this time, it never hurt
to be prepared!), slathered my penis c
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