With a high sex drive, sex is important to me. Mike and I were compatible until we had sex.
"I'm a giver," Mike said. "I only care about a woman's pleasure." Big talk.
"I need extra lubrication," I said, getting out a tube of AstroGlide. Mike disagreed. "You don't need lubrication" and entered me roughly.
It was like having sex with a battering ram. Although I explained what I like twice, he did not listen.
"I'm so fit, I can go for two more hours," he bragged. I groaned.
"Easy! Gentle! Slow down. Not so hard!" I said. "I can't relax. It hurts." Then, "I need a break." That ended it.
At 63, he couldn't even do cunnilingus. Instead of licking, he sucked on my clit hard like he was siphoning gas. Ouch. I don't want to see Mike again.
I have dealt with this before. Jackhammering. It's what these men like. Hurts like hell.
No wonder his ex-wife became a lesbian. She wanted a gentle woman. She married a woman.