I remember once I ended up making a mental list of what I needed to get done for the day...laundry, grocery, clean house, balance checkbook...was so bored with the fuck, wasn't doing anything for me....finally had to put him out of his misery and ask him kindly...."hon, will you let me help now?"

you ever had one of those that just keeps going and no one wants to admit that it's not going anywhere because you were just so excited to be actually having sex in *yea* long, despite the fact it's actually really really bad? yah, that was this.

actually, I try not to think of anything, esp if the guy's hot...I focus more on the here and now, touch of skin...taste...temp of bodies...the pure pleasure of the act (when it's actually good of course)...i like sex, woo sex! :dance: