“So, rather than do what you’re supposed to do, which is call me and have me do this, you go and do it on your own and I end up doing it anyway, r...ght?”Deborah ignored his angry tone. Batting her eyes and flashing her pearly whites, she gave him her trademark ten-megawatt smile and said, “Of course, Sam, I didn’t want you to get bored.”The effect was enough to take the edge off his annoyance. “Christ on a crutch, Deborah! Has the peroxide seeped in and completely killed the brain cells?” Sam. .. But I digress. Anyway, discuss it with your woman. Give her both types and see what thinks of each climax and if she feels a difference. My orgasm comes in one flavor. I cum hard. I do not think men, or at least most men, can say one cum feels much different from the other. At least physically, anyway. However, I will be the first to admit I might be wrong, and I have not discussed this with other men. But the male orgasm, I think, differs only by very slight degrees of pleasure either way. . .I just couldn't control myself." Really?" She asked"Yes." What about your girlfriend? Isn't she hot like me?" she inquired."I don't have a girlfriend. I already told you that." You were joking, right?" she asked curiously."No! I'm not," I said sadly."That's so strange. I pity the girls at your school. I would have been your girlfriend for sure no matter what!" "Aww! Thank you sis. That is the most beautiful thing anyone's ever said to me," I said, unable to keep from smiling now.We finished. I figured that 24 hours like that and she would be ready to do anything for me. At the end of two weeks, almost to the hour, I was sitting on my couch watching some football game. Sarah's face was buried in my crotch as she worked to give me the fifth blowjob of the afternoon. I had used a head harness to strap her face to my cock. Rubber wedges held her mouth wide, and the straps circled my waist, with another strap extending from her collar, between my legs to the back. The result was.