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Well, then. Hire an escort who wants to teach you how. Once you get feedback on your positions and techniques, you can more confidently proceed (with a consenting provider) by leading with your new-found passion.

To the OP, and the question posed: You're the client, and can take a moment for any sort of comfort or hygiene adjustment that makes you feel better - just remember, the clock keeps ticking. Your post's wording is unclear about whether you have never eaten ass at all, not yet eaten his in prior app'ts, or if you're well experienced at it, but just never used it as the first kiss. 💋 It's a bold move, and if you've hired the right man, and you have talent for it, it can lead to a memorable session. I hope you did research on the masseur to confirm he's also a provider of full escort service, that rimming is in his into's and that you intend to pay the rate for that offering. Toss My Salad 😂

Well put. But I spent 45 years working closely with live performers, and know exactly what happens when the curtain comes down. The show has a beginning and an end, for the cast, and for the audience - I accept that, for my ticket price, the provider is an actor who can make me feel like I'm on stage as co-star, worthy of curtain calls and roses, while understanding that I am actually just a few digits in box office.

There are so many out there, of all varieties in age, looks, experience and services, you should look at the RMssr listings, pick three who read as promising based on what you like, and ask for 411 (with links) for feedback. Also search the name in this Forum for preposted comments.

I laugh the whole way thru on roller coasters - something about thrill rides. The last time that response was triggered during sex, my provider was in control of a large insertable that I had brought, and the same laughing fit got me to the bottom of Splash Mountain! 💦

For as long as the oldest profession has been around, you'd think we'd have learned a little something about why it's a profession.

The Naked Maid

Misrepresentation has been part of sex ever since humans have been having it. I suppose we could demand disclaimers and warnings be tattooed adjacent to all body parts that might be pathogen access points, if we're treading into labor litigation territory.

If the new-money Russell family is modeled on the Vanderbilts, a scandalous divorce is part of the arc of Alva/Bertha and her journey to activism for women and the vote. George is not necessary to the rest of the story, and with Morgan's extensive ink, we would not be getting the casual full-body nudity that made the Guinness show so watchable...

If George is permanently out of the picture, I'm done.

The cake is courtesy of Taffeta Darling and Abby Normal. Cheers, Mel!!

We used to be a proper country with real ecdysiasts who entertained.

Not among the gays. We started cutting carbs around the same time we started memorizing lines from all of Joan's films.

The term was devised to make women who didn't swallow feel like mistresses instead of sluts. Said necklace kinda went out of fashion around the same time Tramp Stamps started showing up just above the asscracks of the best Christian girls' backs. 😆

Beautiful Ann Blyth, the last of the MGM Golden Age sopranos, died yesterday, just shy of age 98. Most widely known for her performance as Veda, the bratty daughter of Joan Crawford's Mildred Pierce (1945), and later on screen as the leading ingenue in Kismet, The Student Prince, and Rose Marie, she then made her way in dramatic and comedic roles, mostly on TV which was providing more work as the big Hollywood musicals shifted away from using the legit scores that showed her voice so beautifully. She turned down a number of offers as she raised 5 sons with her husband, and continued to appear in summer stock musicals and in TV guest star roles into her 70's.

The specific physiological reaction you witnessed is rare. The only time I've experienced it myself was within the context of slow, extended depth play. It's pretty much out-of-body time. Different from the standard prostate O, and time stands still. If he was indeed straight, your Pole may have had a lower threshold for stimulation needed to trigger the non-release bodyquake. Good luck finding the bottom who can take you on his journey with it!

Wow. That's a day worth forgetting, which will happen soon enough, mate. But before you do, write up the elevator pitch for a sitcom episode!

As ever, Jarrod, your faultless dedication to customer service wins the day. Huzzah!

No, I mean, that as a client, getting over all the hurdles one might have to jump to fit into your schedule and put your convenience ahead of mine is nearing the level of irritation I reserve for my doctors.

His extensive Deified Knowledge of human anatomy derives from ...receiving massages.

I'm no good with geography. Somewhere in Pennsyltucky, I think. Or was it Iowabama? 😏

I haven't asked for any kind of a "birthday request" since I was 15, and the party clown was more than happy to receive an enthusiastic, if not nuanced, BJ behind the garage.

I'm one of those clients who has spent a lifetime of work operating with union contract work schedules, meeting hard deadlines, and massaging massive egos. I'm retired now, so why subject myself to this level of torture just to have some fun?

The Crash Sharing the IMDB link. True crime doc - unfortunately a genre I go out of my way to never waste a second on.