Like many of life's finer pleasures, it's a matter of taste. When a man's cock paints his woman's tongue and tonsils with his hot sauce, how will it taste? Spicy, tangy, sweet? Or will it taste bitter, or bleachy? Enquiring minds want to know!
Ever enquiring, Tabitha and Rex experimented with ways to improve the taste and texture of Rex' sometimes sour cream. In one attempt, they tried Sperm Smoothies, made from a recipe found on the Internet. They were smooth-tasting and, undoubtedly, good for Rex' health. Alas, the Smoothies were abandoned when a glass of the brew was spilled on the carpet and the resultant stain resisted motivated efforts to remove it. Still, the diligent explorers sought the answer.
Which was discovered the way many are - by experiment. By trial and error, by dull repetition. In the interest of science, Rex endured orgasm after orgasm, his teeth clenched while his cock spewed yet another load into Tabitha's sucking mouth. Rest, reload, repeat.
Every few days, he varied his diet. Fruits, coffee, cereals, eggs, meat were added and subtracted from his daily intake. For her daily intake, Tabitha swallowed mouthful after mouthful of slippery semen, hot from the tap, evaluating the results, noting the subtle and not-so-subtle differences and correlating them to the dietary factors. Tabitha pushed the boundaries of semen science, her busy taste buds questing for the sublime solution, when, one day...
...Eureka!
The answer was: bananas. Rex' banana extract was smooth and sweet. Tabitha loved to lap it up, not missing a drop.
Thereafter, Rex added a banana to his diet every day, preferably twice. If he forgot, Tabitha didn't. Every morning, a banana waited beside his eggs, another in his lunch. And Tabitha reveled in the results: smooth, sweet cum pumping hot against the roof of her mouth, pooling on her tongue and slithering down her throat.
Rex sat back against the pillows. Tabitha crawled between his legs and settled in, resting her head on Rex' abdomen. Under her chin, she gently cupped his soft cock in her palm, her fingertips gently stroking it. Rex stroked her hair and kneaded the muscles of her neck, back and shoulders, smoothing away the tensions of her day. Rex relaxed, tilting his head up and closing his eyes.
As he stroked her, and she him, his cock swelled and erected in her hand, pressing up against her neck. She turned her face down into his lap. Rex felt her warm breath wash across his smooth-shaven cock and balls, then her tongue. Its soft, wet heat tickled up the length of his cock to the tip, then twirled slowly around the head, then ventured down to wipe wetly across the sensitive underbelly.
