Do...it?" What?" I asked, nose wrinkling and eyebrow raising "On your face like?" PLEASE!!"Giggling, and somewhat red-faced, I made a promise I would....My, this was a strange one I thought but before long I was making sure I was eating all the don'ts on my IBS list before meeting up with Craig just so I had plenty of gas in the tank!In the end, Craig and I split up. But it wasn't long before I learnt that he wasn't alone in this fart fetish I once found so weird. ALL the men I met seemed to get. . Aditya come on … Fuck me aah .. Aah … Hmmm .. Aah . Hmmm come u fucker come on aah .. Hmmm. Hmmm. Then she kneeled down and took my monster into her warm and wet mouth and started giving blowjob like a pro and was increasing her pace I caught hold of her and was mouth fucking her and I said I was about to cum butnshe was still continuing and I released my load into her with a loud moan and she drank my whole cum…Then I went to her pussy and licked it again she was again releasing her juices. Young? Old? Was he 'good looking?' Was he not-so good looking? Did any of that even really matter?! He decided that what did matter, was the WAY he sucked cock; and the ENTHSIASM with which he did so! Everything else was pretty much irrelevant!Of course, when the time to ejaculate arrived, he was focused entirely on that, and ONLY that! Nothing else mattered. Not the fact that he was a pastor, nor that he was married to a woman with MS, nor that he was being unfaithful to her no matter how he. ’ ‘Well, I would hope so,’ I say, ‘After all you did pick it out.’ You run your hand all over the two tone gray brocade of the corset you picked out for me. The firmness of my body encased in the corset is in perfect contrast and complementary of the softness of my breasts which spill over the top, my hands with which I touch as much of you as I can, and my ass which you fondle equally as enthusiastically. ‘I didn’t bring a matching thong,’ I say, almost apologetically. ‘That’s alright,’ you.