There are a couple other aspects of this that just make me shudder--and not in a good way. At the very least, I find the thought of drinking a cup or glass of cum absolutely nauseating. I love to have my lover come in my mouth, and I don't mind if he comes on my body (not my face, thank you). But once it's hit my skin and is room temp or cool, nooooooooooo thank you. You can lick it off yourself.

At its worst, however, is the notion of disease. Semen isn't exactly a sterile substance. Even in my fantasies, I can't get around the warning flashing in my head in bright neon lights--HIV, HIV, HIV, HIV, etc., etc. Maybe it's because I'm in the health field and dealing with people's potentially hazardous bodily fluids daily and because I'm a huge proponent of safe sex, but I can't get past the dangers of ingesting a lot of men's cum. I mean, would you drink a glass of spit from a bunch of men (or women for that matter)? This is not much different healthwise.

And there's absolutely no way I can get turned on at the thought of any activity in which both or all participants are not enjoying it.

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