I really like to keep in mind where it's going to do the most good on that occasion. If the girl is gasping to get her little quim filled up, I'll fill it up. If she's hungry, I'll feed her. I had one girlfreind who, every time we had sex, wanted me to absolutely paint her. Fortunately, I'm a big producer most of the time. Then, she'd grab my dick and literally paint herself with my dick like a paint brush, or ask me to do it. That was ridiculously hot.
That's fantastic. Way better than my best CD story. Well, not much to tell really. Way back when, when I was broke and living in a flat with lots of other folks, I had every stitch of clothes I own in the wash (did I mention I used to be a nudist before I had kids?) One of the other flat mates had to return something to the water dept. or get a huge over time charge, so I threw on the only clean thing left, his girlfreind's sun dress out of the dryer... I stayed in the car.
7 years old. And I did it about weekly or so until about 12, then almost daily. 20 years later, it's still almost daily, even though I have a very satisfying sexual relationship. By my way of thinking, it's like any other kind of workout; if you want to have Olympic Caliber performance, you've got to practice, practice, practice.
