I don’t know about you but I occasionally lick the roof of the mouth when I’m French kissing. This one time, I remember my ex-girl flinching because of how ticklish she felt when I did just that.
The Mask of Zorro was on TV a couple of minutes ago and the scene where Antonio Banderas kissed Catherine Zeta Jones in the stable really caught my attention. The aggression with which he kissed her not only made clear his intentions but also his kissing technique. Technique doesn’t have to be smooth and effortless; and his wasn’t.
The guy kissed her like he was digging for something in her mouth with his tongue. Like a small scale Obuasi miner with only a pickaxe to work with. And with every strike she yielded more and more. This might be what I’ve been missing to make me into that Don Juan or Casanova I’ve always wanted to be.