Ah, training bad kissers. Nothing more fun.
Tell him "More lip, less tongue"
And just lead by example.
Hahahaha, at least you get the fun of training him :D
The first guy I ever kissed (god, what a waste) seemed like he was trying to taste the back of my throat. It was horrible. My god. AND he tasted like corn (I cant STAND corn, btw)
But after a little while, I got him to stop choking me and start kissing me. I couldn't believe it though. He was my first kiss and I was giving him lessons. Man oh man.
He was impressed and I spent the rest of year ten trying to live it down :p
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