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…continued from part 2

I looked at him, completely confused.  I did not even know how to word my question correctly.  “I have control over it.  How?”

He just started laughing again, that deep, masculine, completely sexy voice.  I had no doubts in my mind:  He was a man.  And he wanted to relinquish what-I-thought-was-his-own control over to me.

“Haven’t you ever thought that sometimes a man cums too quickly?  Wished that it might last a little longer?  Yes, I can sustain myself,” he told me, “but there is nothing sexier than a woman who makes a guy wait.”

I did not have to delve deep into my brain; of course, I had thought that at times I wish the fucking had lasted longer.  There were many times that I wanted to scream, “Hold back, hold back.”  But I had never quite the nerve to stop something that I thought was unstoppable.

“There are many ways of doing this, Wendy.  My favorite just happens to be pulling myself out before I cum, over and over.  And if that helps you cum – well, over and over – so much for the better.”

I could feel myself starting to understand.  He did not pull out of me out of rejection at all; in fact, he wanted me so badly that he wanted my pleasure to heighten.  He wanted me to feel everything that he was feeling.  And – honestly – sometimes it just takes a woman longer, she needs that time to experience her own body, her own pleasure.

I looked at him, not hesitating.  After all, he had not been inside of my warm pussy now for well over ten minutes.  “I want to start again.”  I felt myself getting more brave as I stated the words.  Somehow, I just knew that I had what it took to tell him exactly what I wanted.

…to be continued

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