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Allison Fox God only knows how much I needed him. I was surprised he allowed me to take control, and I was equally pleased with how much he respected my wishes. He controlled himself, he rescinded control, and he gave me everything and more. After making love for the first time, he took control and allowed me to discover his skills in bed, and, Damn! he was a masterful professor. He constantly took me to the edge, always aware of me, willing to give, and equally eager to take. It was profound; it was not s*x; it was making love, and the vast difference resided in how he handled my pleasure as a lifetime achievement. He placed me front and center, and despite my lack of memories, I don't think my body has experienced anything remotely close to what he made me feel. I stirred when I fel