Chaps
,
As I was lying prone, whilst
Sensual Brigit was crouched naked between my splayed legs, her forehead pushed up against my arse and and my balls and cock wet with her so-called "cock worship" (review to follow), I got to thinking (as you do!) ...
I don't wank anymore. In fact, I've not wanked for possibly a couple of years, I think ... I certainly can't remember the last time did my own hand shuffle. And this is no doubt because during this time I've discovered the wonder of punting. If my balls ever feel a tad laden, instead of releasing the load myself ... I nowadays sort myself out with a FBSM with HR at least, if not more recent adventures via OWO with proper WGs.
This is exactly how I found myself with
Sensual Brigit superbly slobberring between my legs. I needed a wank. I called her up a regular "wankerer" (learnt that word from Boris Johnson!). Released. Job done ... until my next hankering for a wankering!
So, my question to you boys is ...
has regular punting allayed your need for regular wanking?