Repetition and anteaters
Monday, September 28th, 2009 For men are much amounts: for I have fucked twenty this month, because I no night out and not get wet. 
And I, who am a man (or at least I have the attributes of, check it four or five times a day, every time I go to the bathroom), it's not. The truth is no. I have not fucked twenty one months, and there are more nights that you nights mojo mojo.
But the truth is I do not care much, I do not know how will others if they are the first times that I'm in bed with a woman, I'm too distracted, too wonderful, and above all, too excited to do nothing more than running. Well, I try to enjoy it too, but soon I realize we're in different movies.
She is too scared (now that is the tit ... I will bite the nipple? Do not tell me it's going to play there ???), too anxious (to see if you notice the michelin that ... I will not smell much ? - curious that fear of women by smell -) too frustrated (not going to run and, no, no, after go!) to appreciate the moment.
Again, not as the first of others, I guess if I answer that I ask them, they are screaming with pleasure at 30 seconds. Maybe.
I rather think that my / our first times are approximate, will lose their fear, knowing the points are erroneous / the other / other, will distinguish the signals from the other's pleasure. For the pleasure of the other alerts. Some people can not run with your legs together, and who does not if you do not have separate, some people need soft gentle cuddling and who beats that make you jump pelvis contact lenses 
And only when you have seen the other on pleasure (some people think that the best way is to see how the other jerks, which need not deny me, a degree of confidence) is when you can start to guided in the other, adjust their movement and timing of movements and timing of the other.
And this is not achieved (well, I do not get it) and while making one, or half a dozen times, and only after almost a dozen, they begin to attach the bodies begin to know if you would like to bitten (yes, the clitoris softly, his lips alone, or with the teeth - if not you hair stand on end, just that some people swear by it -), you put your tongue as far back you can (sometimes I miss not being an anteater, and I forgive the joke that is sure to know.), and she begins to know where to touch me to accelerate, or you can do to stop me.
Then and only then is when we are both in the same movie
