While, normally, posts like this one are on a completely different blog; today, I have decided it pisses me off so much that I am sharing it with you all.
Foreplay is not:
A board game
Has nothing to do with golf
A secret kept by Buddhist monks
Only for men to perform
Explained quite well in The Meaning of Life (For men)
Essential for normal living
For both men and women
Why is it that I keep encountering women that have no idea what to do with a penis other than stick(accept) it in a hole?
I think that is a valid question.
Speaking of me, visual stimulation really doesn't do a whole lot for me and I really need touch. (I know I am giving away all my secrets here, shh.)
All those things that women like, such as:
the running of fingers through your hair
biting of the neck(insert your favorite body part here)
(I really could go on, but I am sure everyone knows what I am talking about.)
I like these things as well. And sometimes, without a little foreplay, I am not ready to go. I am not twenty anymore. I was never a premature ejaculater, so much on the opposite that spectrum, more like the four hour problem that they keep warning us about. Still, I need a little bit more than the parting of the tides. It doesn't have to be TLC, but it does have to be a little stronger than blowing the seeds off a dandelion.