I’ve got a problem and I hope you like to help me, dear woman looking at my ad

[adamISOeve]

And down inside of me I hope you have the same problem I do, and you look for help with your problem as well.

So here comes my problem: simply having sex with a woman, for the sake of sex only, does almost nothing for me. And most women advertise here, they desire nothing else. What I look for instead, and I hope it’s your desire also, are feelings and needs which underlie having sex. Or perhaps I should say which used to underlie having sex.

Number one: the need for having sex, and the pleasures running through us, when and after we have it. And number two: the fact that you and I view sex as making love with each other. To my mind, making love means intimacy with affection. And it’s more in my mind and my soul, where I feel a high when that happens; more so than in my genitals.

Or to express it differently: I don’t fuck you because of your pussy or cunt you offer me – as most women here seem to want it – but I rather make love with you, because you bare your soul to me. And you crave getting “inside” of each other.

I know, I know, all these symptoms indicate, I am a hopeless romantic. And my affliction is incurable, most likely. BUT rather it can be cured after all: by YOU, being a hopeless romantic too, and hooking up with me.

 

[432be_there]

And down inside of me I hope you have the same problem I do, and you look for help with your problem as well.

So here comes my problem: simply having sex with a woman, for the sake of sex only, does almost nothing for me. And most women advertise here, they desire nothing else. What I look for instead, and I hope it’s your desire also, are feelings and needs which underlie having sex. Or perhaps I should say which used to underlie having sex.

Number one: the need for having sex, and the pleasures running through us, when and after we have it. And number two: the fact that you and I view sex as making love with each other. To my mind, making love means intimacy with affection. And it’s more in my mind and my soul, where I feel a high when that happens; more so than in my genitals.

Or to express it differently: I don’t fuck you because of your pussy or cunt you offer me – as most women here seem to want it – but I rather make love with you, because you bare your soul to me. And you crave getting “inside” of each other.

I know, I know, all these symptoms indicate, I am a hopeless romantic. And my affliction is incurable, most likely. BUT rather it can be cured after all: by YOU, being a hopeless romantic too, and hooking up with me.

Totally get this, I want the butterflies back. I want the little daily messages and sweet words. I want laughter and fun.

 

[adamISOeve]

Thank you, dear woman from Australia. I appreciate your response and I replied to you in private.