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Do i even know you? Anyway i hate these types of threads because as like others of the same kind ymmv....everyone likes a different type of bj...from porn style to slow and gentle...all sloppy and wet to barely touching..to each their own...

Hey Jimmy44007 You realize if it is not me, someone else will say to you....."Okay Go ahead and name her and give us the month in 09 " So you started the thread let us hear your best. Personally I do not like getting into these type of questions, it is all about YMMV, chemistry and a privacy issue at times as well. There is a ton of rec's to view perhaps you can see the top 10 descriptive rec's on a bj.

So I had my first DP experience recently and it was such an intense feeling! Felt incredibly good. I have to admit it was a little awkward - the positioning and everything. In porn it looks so easy - but in real life it's pretty difficult! Anyone else have any experience with this?

Yeah, I did it once... I felt so... full. ;) Really hard to explain how erotic it was.

This isnt exactly about an SP perhaps I can call it the one that got away: the names have been changed to protect the guilty :) For Melany When I see you, passing by A twinkle comes into my eye. If you should perchance to wave A pleasant joy, I feel to save. To catch your flashing eyes in mine Will sustain me for a time. A friendly word from you, "Hello" Pleases me more than you can Know. A chance for real conversation, So far t'is the ultimate sensatian. But in my realm of Fantasy, You and I will Lovers Be! (three months later) Often I sit and close my eyes Just to see yours looking back Those big brown eyes! Full of smoke and mystery What do they hide, Laughter at my silly advance? What do they feel, Mirth for a silly old fool? And if Not, Then What of me? Do I dare say aloud The things that I pen? Do I dare to make a move Outside of Fantasy? One small step into reality Would change my history! (one month later ) How do I tell you the depth of my feeling How do I tell you I Care! How do I tell you The length of my longing How do I tell you I Care! We meet as two people and we speak Never talking 'bout Feelings & Longings Don't Dare ! If I Were to tell you The depth of my feelings The length of my longing Would you care? Loki318

Even if you get a bunch of replies to who is the best, you may still be left with nothing more than a big pile of names... which means you'd still have to browse the ladies and their recommendations... Might as well just cut out the middle part and jump straight to the recommendations.

well it's maybe not a poem...but a writing...review a zillion of time by a friend to be sure that I don't have that many mistakes I have forgotten you... I have forgotten what your innocent face looks like. The softness of your pale skin. The sparkle in your ever changing eyes. I cannot remember the smile which would form on your tender pink lips, or permanent blush of you cheeks. Your auburn hair was curly, wasn't it? I have forgotten what your laugh sounded like, and the way you would dance between the mighty trees. I don't remember what your tiny voice sounds like. I cannot remember your song. Your lullaby. Your treasure. I miss your glow. I long for your saccharine phrases. I yearn for those nimble fingers. I have forgotten how to be you. Or is it that I merely grew away from you. I don't want to be away from you. I don't want to be different. Why can we not turn back the dial of life, and restore ourselves? Why must time continue to move forward? Can we not stop it, can we not run backwards, to the old times. The easy times? The childish times of joy and simplistic happiness. I have forgotten me

Here's one of mine I had published awhile back (in Spread-open call for work written by sex workers). If I was musically inclined, I'd turn it into a PJ Harvey-esque alt rock masterpiece. My Name (Mar10/09) by Erin Taylor I'm gonna have my way with you Gonna tie you down Gonna shake you up Gonna make you cry out My name My name The very same one as yesterday Scream it loud Won't make me stop I'm gonna push your buttons Push you over the top So scream it, just wail it out My name My name The very same one as yesterday. And here's another: Untitled by Erin Taylor The air flows across lifeforms sticky with desire. The sheets are tangled, and so are limbs; lengths of muscle intertwined, tense with excitement. Passion in my cheeks and on my lips, wet between my thighs, tiny waves of shivers as air mingles on flesh, the goosebumps ascend on my breasts as they meet with your chest I am your guest, just rest within this tiny bubble of linen and sweat as I take you into me. Myself, my cunt, swollen, I am salacious. I can see your appetite is voracious. Take all of me and I'll take all of you You'll be limp when I'm through.

Try Carole Ann or Christa, they are in an apartment building near the river........ I can't seem to locate Carole's web site....... But I know she has one......