While not an immediate success, the sheer novelty of a new pleasure zone is enough to spur me on. The way it slides silky and full past one, then a second tighter ring, the very act of breathing to relax makes this intentional act one of great presence. The way my arse sucks it in is the surprise. The inner muscles strain to contain and press against my walnut, no wonder it’s addictive. I see the brown eye now in a different light, a fresher hue, as it’s set amongst a sweaty gym fit pair of buns. I’m off for my squats now and my hip flexors and my abdominal wall exercises just to tone up those rings of delight. Thank you my big black dildo for all the indoor fun on a rainy day. BoB
Dildissimo!