Men Learn the art of love making
Men of here, learn how to kiss. Learn how to harness and play with the parts. The nipples are not for plucking. There is a thin line between playing with it and pulling the thing off. Unless it is an afternoon quickie, there is no rush. Take it easy. Know a sister's pleasure spots. Play there till she can't have it no more. By the time you take a break, many many many minutes would have passed. Then take your time and mount the podium and deliver the word. Orgasm of epic proportion is assured and you two may have it together.
Sisters are complaining. Before she cranks the engine, the performance is done. There you lie slumped and breathing like the bawse. Breathing and thinking dayum, I aced it. She is like, dude, if this keeps happening, imma start getting headache anytime you are around. Many sisters are starving not getting enough. Some haven't really experienced orgasm before. How did you manage to get two children with this?
In the beginning,
Love making starts from the mind. You start warming her up with verbal and non-verbal cues. Flirt with her. Compliment her. Get her butterflies running up her tummy, get her eyes to glow and spark. Lend her a hand with her stuff. The music, the convo and the general ambience. It must all be set. Subtle touches, alluring conversations. By this time her blood is well light and thin and flowing in the right places. Then start on her. Remember the pleasure spots. Play around. Make time. Have time. Easy there boy. No rush. There you go. That's ma boy playa.
Now you need to recognize fake moaning and legit ones. When your game is good and the moan is legit, you feel the Lord in it. Oh yeah, good romance is worship right there. Can I get a witness. Don't let nobody tell you sex in marriage is a sin. No sir. She all yours. And y'all hers.
I can tell you after playing this game for 15 mins to an hour, you only mount the podium and count to three and out-of-the-world names and language will flow. Orgasm... orgasm, son. That's the name. She ain't mad. The tremors, the epileptic shivers. I tell ya, that can't be faked. There is always the real ones, and a real man, knows.
It is not magic, it is knowledge.
So on this Saturday morning, just make her climax. Do it already. Just do it!
Sisters are complaining. Before she cranks the engine, the performance is done. There you lie slumped and breathing like the bawse. Breathing and thinking dayum, I aced it. She is like, dude, if this keeps happening, imma start getting headache anytime you are around. Many sisters are starving not getting enough. Some haven't really experienced orgasm before. How did you manage to get two children with this?
In the beginning,
Love making starts from the mind. You start warming her up with verbal and non-verbal cues. Flirt with her. Compliment her. Get her butterflies running up her tummy, get her eyes to glow and spark. Lend her a hand with her stuff. The music, the convo and the general ambience. It must all be set. Subtle touches, alluring conversations. By this time her blood is well light and thin and flowing in the right places. Then start on her. Remember the pleasure spots. Play around. Make time. Have time. Easy there boy. No rush. There you go. That's ma boy playa.
Now you need to recognize fake moaning and legit ones. When your game is good and the moan is legit, you feel the Lord in it. Oh yeah, good romance is worship right there. Can I get a witness. Don't let nobody tell you sex in marriage is a sin. No sir. She all yours. And y'all hers.
I can tell you after playing this game for 15 mins to an hour, you only mount the podium and count to three and out-of-the-world names and language will flow. Orgasm... orgasm, son. That's the name. She ain't mad. The tremors, the epileptic shivers. I tell ya, that can't be faked. There is always the real ones, and a real man, knows.
It is not magic, it is knowledge.
So on this Saturday morning, just make her climax. Do it already. Just do it!
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