Only after I spent time laying the groundwork, making sure her panties were wet that she allowed for her morals to bend and for her lust to seize her. Remember, it is not in the lighting, how you swivel your hips, how you moan when you are on top, how you thrust deeply, these things are all after the fact. Anal sex It is merely the reflection of my sexuality, a sexuality that I’ve chosen to grasp and own. They matter, but only in so much that a typewriter enables an author or boxing gloves enable the fighter. If you want to know the real dirty secret, the thing that causes more heart pounding, more jean-busting erections and soaked panties know that it is in the eyes. I got busy laying groundwork. Not with me. For those of us entwined in our own egoism, staring at our abs, our curvaceous hips, it should serve as a shock. She would give in to me, answer my every request, and find ecstasy in her relinquished authority. This is both a good and bad thing.
