Lots of fun to be had with bums.
About 10 years ago I went to Bristol a few times with my job. I used to book an escort called Marie – can’t remember her working name – to visit me in the hotel. During the third visit we were enjoying anal doggy. My gentle withdrawal was followed by a loud blubbery fart. Nothing particularly remarkable in that.
Then she started to curl one out, still farting. For a few seconds I was stunned and didn’t know how to react. My main concern was about leaving a mess on the hotel bed, so I leaped into action and cupped my hands underneath her. “It’s OK, I’ve got it,” I said. Marie carried on and dropped three warm ones into my hands. Then she started to move off the bed to signify the job was finished.
I went into the bathroom to deposit my catch in the toilet and clean my hands in the wash basin while Marie went into the shower.
After cleaning up went back into the bedroom and carried on with the punt. Neither of us spoke a word about what had happened, just kept calm and carried on.
I had a couple more bookings with Marie after that. The “incident” was not repeated, although we did anal again, and neither of us ever spoke a word about it.