"Now, sometimes a woman's just not making enough fluid to get slippery but she still wants to have sex. What do you suppose you could do to fix that p...oblem?" Um, I ain't sure but sometimes when I'm playin' with myself, I spit on my hand to make it slick." That's the general idea. But instead of spitting on me, which I think is kind of crude, you could use your tongue and lips to spread your saliva around. When you do that, you'll not only make the woman more receptive, but it feels so good. Rose's sudden excitement was tempered by her experience of this man — she didn't trust him for a second. But the possibility of seeing Donald after all this time overrode her suspicions, that was something she couldn't pass up.When he returned to collect her half an hour later, Rose was stuffing the final few things into her bag."I'm nearly ready," she said, "give me a few minutes." I'll see you downstairs," Osvaldo snapped and left the room.Rose slipped her little mobile phone into her hand. ..deeper, and faster. It was the first time I ever felt "slutty" and loved it. I was wiggling and moaning like a woman, and again was shocked at the level of pleasure and how natural it felt. Finally, I was ready for total slut surrender."Oh Rich, I want your cock inside me. Fuck me. Give your cock, Rich."I heard myself say it. I felt myself need it.He repositioned himself, or more accurately he mounted me whilst I was on my back. He put my legs on his shoulders and looked at me and asked, "Are. .. ask me out for pizza at a secluded spot two towns over where we would be sure not to be seen by anyone we know?”I lifted the bottle to my lips to hide my red face. Oops. The cat was out of the bag and clawing at my pathetic scheme. Oh well, try the truth when all else fails I suppose. “Actually,” I said, “I was going to propose burgers at your place while we compared notes on training and you tutored me some more.”She nodded. “You laid some groundwork and planned to follow through. Nice. The.