I was her tutor. It was not that I hadn't imagined it but I never wanted to reach out. She always wore whatever she thought will tempt me the most. Finally, my weakness played out. I lost control. She won.
Slow, agonising head. Sucking on the head with deep eye contact. Licking down the shaft over and over until I can't take it anymore. Recipe for a face fucking.
Please date men who are sweet.
Please date men who are emotionally available.
Please date men who are providers.
Please date men who are soft spoken.
Please date men who are patient with you.
Please date men who respect your opinions.