Eye contact is the deepest penetration,
Making her cum from her heart to her pussy.
Use your fingers,
Your nails,
Tracing your way to the next landmark,
Wandering all over her gorgeous soil.
Tenderness is intimacy’s mate.
Intention is like the wind—
Uncatchable, un-see-able,
But, it’s there.
Let your intention be—
To win her, like a prize
Not conquer her, like a conquest.
She can tell the difference,
Just as one can tell the difference between a breeze and a gust,
She will know what she is to you.
Let it be known,
You are making love to a goddess.
Sail your lips from her neck to her shoulders
Then, down to her belly
Follow the swell of her breath,
The current will carry you to her center
Slow
Slow
Slow
Proceed with trepidatious desire,
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keeping a good woman happy is not being henpecked, it is investing in your future
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