Outside our small safe place flies Mystery... A snake beneath the forest floor, a whisper: Melusine

I'm reading "The Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure" by John Cleland (circa 1749) and there's a quote in it that I found most describes how men deaden their own prospects for pleasure by forgetting to treat women with tenderness and thoughtfulness.  It's as true today as it was in the 18th century:

 

"...for it is to be noted, that though all modesty and reserve were banished from the transaction of these pleasures, good manners and politeness were inviolably observ'd: here was no gross ribaldry, no offensive or rude behaviour, or ungenerous reproaches to the girls for their compliance with the humours and desires of the men. On the contrary, nothing was wanting to soothe, encourage, and soften the sense of their condition to them. Men know not in general how much they destroy of their own pleasure, when they break through the respect and tenderness due to our sex, and even to those of it who live only by pleasing them. And this was a maxim perfectly well understood by these polite voluptuaries, these profound adepts in the great art and science of pleasure, who never shew'd these votaries of theirs a more tender respect than at the time of those exercises of their complaisance, when they unlock'd their treasures of concealed beauty, and shewed out in the pride of their native charms, ever-more touching surely than when they paraded it in the artificial ones of dress and ornament."

 

It's my belief that those people who choose to have truly open relationships have to maintain the strictist emotional morals.  Because behaving with disrespect towards those women who are kind enough to suck your cock means you may never get another blow job again!