Some days I could just bend over around him casually and boom he's at attention and ready to go. On days he had time with porn befor me... I could freekin give him a lap dance in my panties , masturbate for him and he's unmoved.
And it would break my heart to go from day to day wondering if he was going to choose porn or me. Because it always came down to that.
Only after he realized the effect it was having on me, only after he understood that he totally rocks my world no matter if he's in the mood for something quick or something epic with forplay and all that.
To me I really don't care. I come so easily and get off on pleasing him and now that he knows this and can see more clearly how good it is when he is dependent on me for pleasure, how fullfilling that is for he has put the porn in the background.
I do flare up on these posts with the memories of how low I felt when porn was such an interference. But the way things are with us now have never been better.

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