Please don't hump my leg
It is a bit disturbing to me, however...
There have been many a suave, attractive, intelligent, seemingly intuitive men (and women) with whom I have had the pleasure of being atleast somewhat intimate...people I can't wait to atleast make out with because something about them makes me want to...well...get them in bed or in some other fun place.
ANYWAY...there seems to be a point somewhere in the make out process where...you lose a connection...it suddenly doesn't become a mutual process anymore and feeling this disconnection...you open your eyes to find this person, eyes closed, going at in on your leg. WHY? I am a hot girl. I am good in bed. Look at me. Don't hump my leg! It suddenly makes me VERY TURNED OFF. Good intimacy is not about you...it is about the other person. Don't be selfish. I guarantee I can do a lot more with my mouth than you can awkwardly bouncing around on my thigh and hip bone. I guarantee that there is wayyyyyy more fun between those thighs than on them. So don't blow your shot. Don't hump my leg. Just don't.