Okay, so, I don’t think it’s customary to write a second success story for the same person, but fuck it. This man earned it.

I thought I knew what to expect since we’d already met before, but I don’t think any woman can truly prepare herself for getting her soul snatched through her clit for nearly an hour. Anyway, I showed up wearing lingerie in his favorite color (under my winter coat), and he seemed to appreciate it. Before he got started; he put me on all fours and spanked me for not completing a particular assignment (I can be a brat sometimes). I’d never been spanked beyond the occasional single slap on the ass. By the time he was done my ass was on fire, and I am now seeing the appeal of a little impact play.

Then he flipped me over and went to town. This man eats pussy like his life depends on it. His tongue was doing choreography on my clit. LOL. Occasionally he would flip me over and spank me again, or come up and use his mouth on my tits. But when he’s between my legs it’s like he enters a flow state. I can’t describe the feeling of looking into the eyes of a man who truly loves to eat pussy AS HE EATS YOUR PUSSY. I lost count of my orgasms. By the end I felt like crying. I was overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure I received. And it just felt good to be catered to so emphatically and thoroughly, yanno? My pussy felt loved.

Like a gentleman, he helped me with my coat. But I was cumdrunk and forgot how sleeves work. My legs felt wobbly like Bambi on ice. I couldn’t walk in my heels; he had to get my Uggs out the car. My legs shook for 20 minutes.

I guess I’m sharing this second success story to reassure women that there are men in this subreddit who are the real deal—who are here to muffdive without any reciprocation. Keep hope alive and vet your divers wisely.