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I've decided that my size and possibly insecurity regarding that is the reason I love to go down on women. Its always been my favorite part of sex because it's the only way I've ever given a woman (who I haven't suspected of faking it) an orgasm. Nothing turns me on more than when I bring a woman to climax. I love it when I can feel them start to climax. Sometimes they hold their breath. Sometimes they start to convulse. Sometimes it's quiet. Sometimes it's loud. Sometimes my head gets crushed between their legs. Sometimes they seem paralysed. But no matter how you slice it, I'm 99% certain when a woman has truly made it to Shangri-La. Over time, I've became pretty good at telling what a woman likes and dislikes during sex by doing something surprising. I ask them. Sometimes I make them show me. I relish the thought of burying my head between a woman's legs and working until the job is done. Many a time I've (especially with my wife) been down there for two hours or more, bringing on multiples or one great big one. The Energizer bunny has nothing on my desire to bring pleasure to a woman. I will not surrender until they climax or beg me to stop because it turns me on like nothing else.
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Good man and lucky woman.
My most recent ex of note was a doctor. He couldn't find my clit if I had a flagged it with a marker. It simply baffles me that a man who spent YEARS studying the human body and who enjoys sex, could be so effing clueless.
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