In 1984/5 I started punting by accident..walking home from town,being impulsive and pissed...decided to walk through hillfields coventry..saw a Hooker £10 for a covered shag..pretty shit,but the excitement was electric..30 odd years later and many many punts..gum tests...the excitement is still there,but nowadays not for the shag,the penetration etc but for the event,I must be weird because even if it's a shit shag,blow job etc..or a 'walk' job..the event is key..to me....if the sex/femdom or whatever is good,then bonus.Have I ever felt guilty, nope, and why would I ..it's just sex...some blokes drink..some gamble...my avocation/leisure pursuit is cheaper and I get to go home sober..is PUNTING.