"That was okay with me. In fact, I prefer it that way. I like petting and kissing and pressing our bodies together, enjoying the feel and taste and texture of each other— a lot."

Yes! I don't know, and maybe I'm weird, but for me making out is an indispensable essential of sex. And I don't mean just a few minutes of making out as a prelude to the main event. I mean as a main event, like one of the acts of a play – all of which are enjoyable on their own and none of which would be fully enjoyable without the others.

I'd be happy to make out fully clothed on the beach for an hour or even more without an immediate expectation of orgasm.

And later? Whatever penetrative or other climactic experience might be in the offing, it would likely be incredible, or at least a lot more pleasurable than a fast "tab a" into "slot b" situation.

I'm not saying I've never been up for a quick blowjob with one of my boyfriends. Sometimes you have to seize the moment. But I don't find those kinds of things very memorable, not generally anyway.