I must confess, I love to explore the men I meet along the way with my tongue. They rarely seem to object, of course. They're downright helpful with the directions, "A little further to the left, and around that corner."
One of my favorite explorations is find out what's at the bottom of a good old salty nut sack. Call it tea-bagging if you like, it's just a fine afternoon delight, complete with snacks. A dip in my mouth and I guarantee the balls go home clean. I do the thing pretty well, I think. I've never had a complaint.
