I’ll tell you the secret to squirting in one word.
Timing.
The right timing is essential to a woman’s maximum pleasure.
The truth is a woman can squirt, even without a guy.
How?
She just has to release her bladder a little.
Squirting is made up of a little bit of pee and some vagina fluid from a woman’s prostate. (Yes, women have their own version.)
The trick is to time her squirt stream to coincide with a mind-blowing g-spot orgasm.
Yes, that’s the secret. It’s the combo that creates a feeling of ecstacy in a woman.
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Once you get started, squirting will be like the weapon all the superheroes have.
Thor’s hammer. Captain America’s shield. Iron man’s suit.
You get the picture.
Just hint to a girl you’re the man to do it and you’re in. ;)
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Single or married, it doesn’t matter.
You just gotta try it. Just once.
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