Do not utter the above words unless you really want to know. This is not something to casually say during sex; more along the lines of something you say whilst trying to figure out why your partner is so mad at you.
Another reason not to say it during sex? It's really distracting. Here I am, enjoying a nice long fantasty about whatever floats my boat that day (in this particular instance, secretary skirts and kinky desk ties) when all of a sudden, I'm interrupted by "Whatchoo thinkin' about?" It's the mental equivilent of a commercial break for gum right in the middle of a porno. Not hot. Very aggravating.
"I love you" is ok. So is "Oh Baby" and varients there of. I've learned over the years to tune that out to keep on with what I'm doing. "Whatchoo thinkin' bout?" requires an answer, thus I have to dredge myself up to satisfy your needs (and wasn't I already doing that?) If you want loving banter, please approach me for it outside the bedroom where I'll be happy to oblige. When I'm in the mood, I don't want to talk, I want to fuck. Ok?
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