V.L.O.G. Valentino’s Life Orgasmic Graciousness

To my dear and increasingly appealing Apprentice, Rodolfo Valentino,

I hath receiveth thy letters of gratitude and thou honor me so, but I hath no necessity whatsoever for the 5 heads of cattle, 20 chickens, and 15 balls of cabbages thy vassals hath brought to my chateau, for I demand no reward for my teachings save that thou give joy to thy young wife whose worldly wants ought to be fed by thee for the elevation of our race. If thou would deign to my whim, allow me to donate thy gifts to the orphanage so that we shall earn good deeds in the sight of Heaven.

I, Licuntus, hath made my former loves bathe in sweat, and beg me cease my manly rhythmic thrusts for them ladies exclaimeth they could not take mine pleasure filled phallus no more.

As for thy query o the thy problem of fatigue in thine chamber, and that thy woman lasts more in thy coupling, I have these reminders for thee.

Firstly, thou shouldst be aware women have more passion than men. Men, though, of lesser passion, burn such like an Oriental’s firecracker as if it were their last, hence, feeleth weakened despite their great size and bulging musculature.

Secondly, son, master thy breathing. Thou shalt not tense at the sight of thy love’s proffered joys for that showeth thee as befitting a selfish urchin. Be a man and man thy breaths as thou were a marching infantryman. In that manner, thy oxygen shalt not burn thy hairy firewood in so short a time, as when thou would pant like a mongrel. Regimented inhalationem et exhalationem leadeth to relaxationem, where less manly energy burneth (See Licuntus’ book, revised edition, The Law of the Conservation of Mojo.).

Thirdly, making love is not about huffing, and puffing, and blowing down the house of the three little swine. Strong and brusque movements have no place in coitus, save thou art Hercules astride Circe before the Roman populace. Well placed, gentle but firm ministrations of touch art the Art of the Harem veteran. Paint in thy mind how thou wilst caress her feminine form and leave forcefulness for last.

Lastly, try this coital position I have recently happened upon while dallying with one of my shapely maidservants. Let thy woman lie on thy feather bed, and thou seat thyself before her, ah, succulent secret lips between her pearly legs. Watch her from that height as thou occupy thyself with the oscillation of thy hips as thy Apollo slideth into her velvet darkness. With the swaying of thy waist, thou could stay like this for hours. Thou canst support thyself with thy palms or thy fists or elbows, but remember this: do not place thy weight on her. This way, both thine circulation of blood becometh unhindered and thus would not tire as the veins would be blocked and circulationem obstructed if thou rest thy gravity on thy Amazon. If thou treat her like a mattress, then thou would sleep on her while the night is young.

My, ahh, so handsome and desirable apprentice, if thou hast mastered the withholding of thy spilling of thy seed, then thou canst conserve thy passion until after thy Lady hath consumeth hers. This is most valuable when thou art past thy youthful prime. Apprentice, thy youth mayeth view this as cheating, but bear in mind of the countless endeavors thou couldst accomplish when thou conserveth thy strength. Do this, then thou wouldst seem the Atlas of lovers to thy soft and ooh, fragile lass. Dare sayeth I that this subterfuge art the testimony of thy intellect’s strength than thy member’s fantastical staying power. The important word, Son, is CONSERVATIONIS SEMENUM. Save the best for last!

Next I shall lecture thee on the sensations of fingering if thy phallus feeleth so indisposed.

Let us be skillful in almost all things we know, as our era of renaissance holdeth us to it.

Thy adoring and able bodied teacher,

Licuntus Amorlongus, El Stalliono