Does beer taste good because it tastes good, or does it taste good because it’s beer? The answer is yes.
Usually, when you stick something in a hoo-ha, it doesn’t stay in there very long (at a time, anyway). I was wondering more what “A few women, when they’ve asked me” meant.
Yeah, well, next time our team finishes fourth, you know what I will want to suggest as a round topic.
Not to get too graphic, but:[spoiler]Mr Bus Guy, er, enters the hoo-ha. With, y’know, something. His partner asks about taste. Mr Bus Guy withdraws the something and makes it available to his partner’s mouth and/or tongue.
It’s funny. It’s not a taste I would like to have for dinner, but in its proper context there’s nothing better. When I’m yumming away, I have to stop occasionally just to savour the scent, the taste, the presence. It’s wonderful.
On further reflection, it seems clear to me that “The Yumminess of the Healthy Hoo-Ha” is the rightful sequel to “The Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood.”
And you missed your chance at a fourth-place topic last night. I decided I’d pick all the rounds for next week.
It depends on the woman. Some women have sort a an almost sweet yet musky undertone. Others have a bitter and yes, fishy scent.
One woman I dated had the best tasting and to me anyway, the best tasting vagina ever.
I actually kept one hand out of the shower for two days just to keep the scent on my hand.
It didn’t hurt that she was enthusiastic with my efforts.
Overall, I can get past the taste/smell as long as the woman is enjoying what I’m doing.
While I’m sure that a candy cane would help to make the season bright, it does come with a caveat: Sugary treats may make for fun phalluses, but my (limited) understanding is that they often lead to yeast infections. Ultimately, those are no fun for either participant.
Yep. If you’re in a beautiful, well-tuned, competent sports car you may be getting thrown from side to side like a slinky on a rollercoaster, the sounds you hear may be the wearing of expensive metal and rubber and fully cognizant of the fact you’re in a near-death situation, yet the sensation is insanely freakin’ marvelous.
Driving the healthy hooha of a woman you fancy ain’t a far cry from it.
I’ve never really thought about the taste, except for the previously mentioned “copper” taste as iron rich blood rushes to the region during the big O.
I think the taste region of my brain must be the first to lose blood as other regions of my become engorged.