Inc, size does matter... At least when it comes to mattresses... We currently have a queen and I refuse to go bigger... More room just leaves more distance & room to allow unresolved issues to fester.

As for the initial reason for this thread... The issue still exists... But I am trying harder to be patient and as I certainly don't want "duty" sex, I am trying hard to not make it an issue.

Truth is, we probably don't have sex as often as I'd like. It's not just intercourse. I count oral sex; serious fondling, mutual masturbation, and probably a variety of other activities as sex ... more intimate than kissing. We kiss and hug each other probably every day, but more intimate times are less frequent. If I had my drothers, I'd like to see us have sex maybe a couple of times a week. I think that would be wonderful.

I think the key is communication and then acceptance of each other don't change for him nor he for you if you do there will be a resentment that may end your relationship I dunno I'm not a marriage or relationship counselor I just know what works for me and my sweetie

Sensuality, sexuality, intimate intercourse, words including the penis, vagina, oral, anal and so much more in my quest to gravitate closer to harmony in lovemaking gave me a tremendous challenge. I'm a total hedonist. I felt off balance, far from center and continue my striving for the balanced center.
I must jackoff in order to stay sane or calm. Whatever the word is for the male nymphomaniac, (satyr, I think) I am it.
I have to be bisexual in order to find pleasures for more satisfying lovemaking. No, I'm not indicating promiscuity, I'm being open, receptive and ready, willing, apt to whatever form of sex/sensuous contact is there for me.

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