(EDITOR'S NOTE: The host will not allow me to post this image, as it "violates" their terms.)
The above image is me with my AmyJo. She loved this photo, but she passed away at a young age during Covid. She was EXTREMELY sexual, and while I know there are others who could satisfy my need to manhandle, there's a problem.
I'm an old guy. There's no doubt about that, and as such, I must abide by the cruel filters of supply and demand in meeting lovers. It's hard, because age is often filter number one when it comes to connecting or a willingness to connect. We are almost always overlooked.
As one ages, however, his experience level increases, until the day comes when he suddenly realizes that he has grown in his knowledge of how to savor a woman. Not only that, but he realizes that a woman's orgasm is her most intimate place and to "take" her orgasm, therefore, is the greatest gift of BDSM. Bound and helpless, she is at the mercy of her lover to bring her relief.
The problem is that about the time a man reaches this point, there are VERY FEW women available to savor. I find this both frustrating and sad, for experience can only be gained one way, and experience is what separates the men from the boys.
Finally - and this is to everybody - fucking is but a small part of making love, which is really a 24/7 thing. If you make your choices based solely on fucking, you'll always sell yourself short. Porn is not real, and the belief that fucking alone is the path to ecstasy is a blatant deception. In the same vein, there's no such thing as "foreplay." Again, the event of fucking isn't the be all and end all, so there's no need to quantify the effort into foreplay, fucking, and aftercare.
AmyJo gave her self to me, not just her pussy.
