I'm thinking hard on this one Lavy, I really am. It's not as easy as it would seem for me to take the pure joy I get from touching another's skin and then translate it into words. It's an extreme thrill for me. But I guess the easiest answer concerning the merits of slow hands would be how easy foreplay becomes. And afterplay. Pillow talk is almost irrelevent.
Multiple speeds? Varied strokes, varied textures, varied depths, varied pressures. All combined in a symphony being played out on the finest of instruments. (and I'm not talking about my own. )