I think I was still in shock from this success when we got to step two - engorgement and lubrication. According to my teacher, I needed to comprehend these, experientially, in order for intercourse to go smoothly.
There was no turning back. I let the Mediterranean sexpert stroke the upper right quadrant of my little happy place. When she asked if she might do the same with my G-spot, I invited her to reach right in.
At this juncture, we were at step three: the finale. Francesca was going to teach me how to screw. That is, how to use my muscles in a manner that brought joy, not pain.
I felt thoroughly spastic, but before long I was dancing with her. Tushy up. Tushy down. With all the inner workings. Where else was I going to get this information?
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