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Old 03-28-2008, 08:23 AM   #20 (permalink)
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Originally Posted by abaya
Are you able to come pretty quickly? I am still trying to figure out how appropriate it is to want to come every time... especially when having sex during weekdays, when we don't have a lot of time to draw things out. I would like to be able to come more often, but it takes a lot more time and effort to make me come than to make him come, so usually I end up just having to wait. I don't always feel like something is "missing," but sometimes I think I'm not paying very much attention to it in the first place. So I am just curious about women who need to come every time, and how they actually make that happen.
Well, I am able to make myself come pretty fast, depending on my mood...as for them, that's another story. It's not to do with my being able to get it to happen fast or slow or all the time. I just wish I could have it all the time, because I know it's what I want.

I am pretty much like you, it takes quite some effort for a guy to make me come, so I end up waiting on it a lot too. I wish I could come from a quick romp with a guy, because the idea is exciting- but it just ain't happening (well at least not so far! He may still be out there )

It is nothing to do with what is appropriate. I am just being selfish and very honest - I want it 90 % of the time. Give it to me!
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