The raw dawg buffalo on it

As many of you know I have a penchant for women and sex and food and family and writing for that matter, but let me stay on sex. True I am a five times a day kind of man and albeit in the past I have lost women for complaints regarding size and my indelible desire for penetration at the aforementioned frequency, there are only a few positions I admire, for they allow full entry – a must and extremely pleasurable.

It goes without speaking, the classic missionary that results in feet by the ears and toenail polish on the walls. Not to mention you can raise your partner by her hair and ask her to watch as you disappear inside of her soma. And side ways as well, I think this allows for the greatest maximum accommodation for invisibility.

But although these are great, the best to me is the reverse cow girl. It starts with the mount, where she slowly learns to accommodate her self as if getting on a horse. And as the man I am, I rise up, to please my glottis along the ripples of her spine and barely graze my finger tips down her side until I reach her hips. I wait patiently like an Anaconda in the Amazon for ambush, for when she finally glides down my length and width; I grasp her hips and hold her. Then I rotate my hips to provide the gyrations that will be required for her to enjoy the Ferris wheel in her mind in an effort to make her juices turn my manhood white and meander down my thighs like a small creek.

The advantages for me are that Penetration is quite deep and that I can control the depth, intensity and angle of penetration. I can also relax and recline and without physical strain. Not to mention she can easily stimulate her clitoris on the base of my mass. Only problem is that I cannot see her or gaze into the beauty of her eyes. But none the less.

After the caress of her structure with my hands, and lips against her back, the arch I creates allows me to grip her hips and thrust and she cant get away. Yep she can’t get away and therefore if forced to enjoy all I can provide and satiate me until my elixir is released. Yep, reverse cow girl, that’s my favorite – dang. Especially when she falls off, curls up in a fetal position, and shakes and shivers like the terminator - eyes still rolled in the back of her head and my knees shake.