I sit there and caress her gently, and lick slowly on her breast, i rub up and down on her leg. I kiss her so ever passionately. I just want to please her. I want her to moan. I want to make her feel good. But nothing i do works. I keep trying. I look at her and she tells me its ok. I start to lick her sweet spot. I lick and finger, and even kiss. Why can't I please her? Is it me or is it her. I know in my mind its me, but i can't give up. I insert my self softly, and try to go slow, but i can't as it feels so good. Then i burst in pleasure. But i did it before her. I'm left a man who can't please his lover. I cry and i soke. She tells me its the love that counts, and she kisses me. I feel so bad, and sad. I just want to please this girl that i love so deeply. I just want it so bad. I lay there with her as we hold each other. She says softly in my ear that she loves me. It was sincere. I then know that it is the thought that counts. She loves me given all my faults. I know if i try i can do better for her... I only hope i can please her. For I love her so much.