A Way with the Ladies

Francis David
Middlebury Witness
Published in
2 min readJan 29, 2019

His signature position made it so the women were powerless to get off of him, which always resulted in coming inside them with a bestial grunt.

His dick was just too good and the thought he put into how he positioned them, controlling nearly every aspect of the encounter, was like the trust and dependence that you’d rightly place in a professional for hire.

And so good was his servicing that it was almost as if the women should pay him for the experience.

But trust me, no money ever exchanged hands.

He placed them on the bed doggystyle and across from the bed was a large mirror. They could see themselves and part of his body, up to about the midsection. Apparently this was just enough to drive them completely nuts.

It wasn’t that he possessed anything tangible; in fact, his dick was not incredibly large nor did he employ tactics that could be considered unfair such as reaching around for a breast or even a playful bite on the shoulder. He just grabbed their hips and fucked them like any man would do.

But the issue here, ladies and gentleman, is not what he did when he got them in bed, it was how he got them there in the first place.

Although word certainly spread in the community about his sexual prowess, he was rather an unassuming guy.

So what was it then? What so-called coercive tactics did he use to get them to go home with them? Could it have been magic?

No such pattern existed. Let’s just say he had a way with the ladies, and his goal seemed to be not just to please himself but to please them. He was a true philanthropist in that regard; yes, he always recycled and was a generous tipper.

No one really knows the answer to this riddle, except possibly the man himself. The takeaway is that women appreciate an honest good fuck from a simple man who was willing to give it.

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