It never ceases to amaze me how the most effective foreplay is more often than not simple words coming out of your lover’s mouth. Even the way they look at you can make your insides burn with the desire to have them right now. One does not need to lay their little finger on you for your mind to go boom what the hell is going on I want to feel your whole existence become one with mine, do it, DO IT NOW. There’s always a moment at some point in your life when you look into somebody’s eyes and that moment alone is going to be so tense, that no porn video, no busty hentai character, no big or small dick can ever replace.
This brilliant little clip of Carlito’s Way explains this in quite a simple way.
Are you gonna bust the chain…?
(the fact that I can relate to Gail’s “Where’s my cheesecake” makes the end quite amusing)
Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power. Oscar Wilde
Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace. Roberto Bolaño
In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind. Nora Ephron
(and by the way, curse your stupid standards for big or small dicks. size does not matter, especially if one doesn’t know how to use their weenie correctly and believes the female body is a hole made for humping.)