Men just can't get enough.
They can't get enough of sex. They can all the time. They will all the time have sex. On the morning of. On the evening of. In the course of the night. In bed. In the kitchen. In the living room. In the couch. On the dining table.
They are constantly horny. They are filled up with semen, they just must be. All the time.
Men are unfaithful, when they do not get enough sex from the wife at home.
Men are macho. Out in the city. In the workplace. They are some damn servants.
There is status in being a 'real man'. A real man is tough and always ready for horny sex.
Such are some men. Many are like that. Action.
Inside the stores there is often a small boy who just needs some motherly love and care.
It was not something I knew when I was younger.
I have always taken extremely good care of my boyfriends, guys I dated, or just one-night stand.
I have sucked and fucked one guy after the other. Yes, I have.
You can say that I have been very service-oriented all my life.
Each time, I got the home visits, the first thing I did when the guy came into my entrance hall, to kneel down on his haunches, opening his pants and give him a good blowjob. He did bad enough to say hello, before he moaned merrily.
It was my way of saying welcome - for more than one.
I have always had a strong sexdrive. And often stronger than my boyfriends. I have taken them.
On my terms. And it is not always, the guys could follow me.
I do not believe, however, that I have been a nymphomaniac, but has always had an amazing erotic fantasy, which I have translated into the real world, and I'm in the context, been quite rich in sexual experiences.
It is also a significant value, is it not?
But we refer not so often that men can also be cautious, delicate, shy, or directly neglected.
I know much more about now in my ripe old age.
Men have, of course, also need love and care.
And men have from time to time need to show the vulnerable, little boy forward.
It is best done with someone he trusts.
My experience shows that men will be dropped as a baby.
The harder the outside, the softer the inside.
They would like to be taken on and kept on.
It also applies to my husband, who is a real latino lover.
The best, he knows, is when we sleep in the spoon. So aer I him, whispering the sweetest things in his ear, firmly holding and loving on him while he falls asleep in the gentlest manner.
When he wakes up again in the morning, he is happy and well rested.
I give him in the course of the morning-treats, he namely fresh out of the kitchen and make morning coffee for me, which he serves to me on the bed. Every day. It is a good rhythm, and everyone is happy.
the Secret to a good relationship is not always sex, sex and again sex, but also to dare to speak to each other in the child language and to give the love and care, we may not have always got, because we actually were children.
So to you granvoksne, hard men out there: Embrace your inner baby, and let yourself be put!