’ We both must have been sharing that look of confusion. David sighed and looked at the ceiling while he spoke. ‘Its absolutely none of my busines.... As far as I’m concerned you are both adults and the smiles on your faces show me that last night was pretty darn good for you both. I’m Mark’s friend as well as his trailer mate. He’s happy, I’m happy. And Kelly, you seem very nice. But the Colonel’s quite Regular Army, a stickler for regulations and all that.’ He looked at Mark, and then me. ‘I. He was fully aware of Renuka’s financial position and that she would be better off with some more income.One day when Renuka returned from work, the uncle’s bedroom door was slightly open when she saw him masturbating. She pretended that she had not seen. This happened a few more times. This made her a bit horny too. It was a Sunday &Renuka was in the kitchen preparing lunch. Suddenly, Gopalan came and hugged her from behind; started caressing her midriff, also kissing her earlobes. Renuka got. His balls were tight and twitching, and I knew he was close. He kept pushing my head down and bucking up against my face."Two minutes bitch. Finish or we leave you here," Brad ordered from the front seat. I began to suck furiously. Moaning and stroking the base of his cock as I massaged his balls."Oh Fuck! I'm gonna blow!" The friend hissed, "Eat it, whore!" His cock throbbed and hot creamy cum filled my mouth. I pulled his skin back as I paused to swallow, then slowly sucked him from base to. But others take a highly negative and critical view of those who do. I'm not sure how or why this attitude came about but I suspect it is due to a view of fisting as inherently linked with an image of big hairy men in leather who swear, curse and spit at each other. Hands are rammed in arses in scenes that are almost bordering on psychotic. I've been fisted many times and none of my experiences fit with those I've seen on screen. This is my story.Firstly a little about myself. I'm in my early.