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It was a rare combination that actually made
love in free fall.
I was curious. And Cyril was a good friend. It was good
enough to, as he said, give it a go.
We kissed, with Cyril unabashedly running his tongue into
my mouth, tasting my teeth, playing jousting with my tongue.
There was no embarrassment on his part. He had made up his
mind, completely.
I ran my hands in, now finally getting to rub that man-
fur on his chest and stomach, like I'd always wanted. It
tickled him, but he didn't push me away. He just laughed,
letting me reach in and all around him. Fur all over, that
was Cyril all right.
Cyril gave us a little push and we went flying into the
middle of the room, floating over the table. I managed to
find his shoulders, and a stroke down and over pulled the
jumpsuit from his body. It also set us spinning, him rising
over me while I sank, continually. Only air friction would
stop us, and that took time. But I could care less about what
the room was doing. I wrapped my legs around Cyril's legs
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