I checked the time, it was well after 6pm, and for me, over five and half hours of almost continuous fisting was enough.I texted my ride and was picked up for the drive home. Gay sex I was cool and understood that. It truly felt like a large billiard ball moving in and out of my rectum. My fucker got behind me on his knees and slid inside me.“Holy fuck, your hole is so creamy and warm!”After all those fists and eight inch dick was nothing. Great to see fresh faces and get into new holes.”I giggled, again, I was still quite high.“So, you wanna go upstairs?”“Sure”, I said. Not even five minutes later, I felt a warm burst of his sperm erupting inside me.We cleaned off his sloppy cock with one of the white old ratty t-shirts in my hamper and off he went.Now that is what a call a ffantastic day! My previous fister definitely paved the way for this to even happen. He had a full head of blondish grey hair and a full porn stache. During the drive I was asked to spill all the details, which I did.
