Of repetition and anteaters
Monday, September 28th, 2009 For men are much of quantities: for I have fucked twenty this month, as there is no night I go 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 in a month, and there are more nights than nights no mojo mojo.
But the truth is I do not care much, I will not be like others, if that is 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, she also enjoys attempt, but soon I realize we're in different movies.
She is too scared (now that is in the breast ... I will not bite the nipple?, Do not tell me it's going to play there ???), too anxious (to see if it is noticed that ... I will not smell michelin 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 the first time as the other, 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, fear is lost, they get to know the erroneous points / the other / other, distinguishing the signals will the pleasure of another. For the pleasure of the other alerts. Some people can not run with your legs together, and who does not have separate if not, 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 certain degree of confidence), is when you can start to guided in the other, adjust their movement and timing the movements and the timing of the other.
And this is not achieved (well, I do not get it) or a while ago, or the half 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, that some people just swear by it -), which you put your tongue as far back that 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 must do to stop me.
Then and only then is when we are both in the same movie
