My date could only orgasm while clutching onto me – it was a turn off

These thrusts did absolutely nothing for me, but everything for him (Picture: Getty Images)

‘Ugh’, I tried to adjust under my date Gareth* just before his climax, but he weighed heavily on my small body.

His sweaty torso was wrapped around mine, his head buried in my neck and arms locked around me.

I rolled my eyes as I rhythmically moved under him.

He didn’t notice me move, or maybe he completely ignored me, because he continued to thrust fast and succinctly. Like little full stops. 

These thrusts did absolutely nothing for me, but everything ...