There is no sexual experience quite as intimate as fisting, ladies and gentlemen. I can definitely attest to that, though I wasn't always a believer. My name is Steve Salomon and I'm a big and tall young black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm a security guard by night and Carleton University business management student by day. Don't ask me when I sleep because I don't have an answer for you. And right now, I'm introducing my tall and curvaceous, sinfully sexy Somali-Canadian Muslim girlfriend Yasmin Hussein to the pleasures of fisting.
My lady Yasmin is lying stark naked on our bed, her arms and legs bound by thick silk scarves, and her shapely thighs spread wide open. I've got her right where I wanted her, and we both knew it. I see a look of defiance on Yasmin's beautiful face and smirk while inserting my fist into her pussy. I've got a thick blue and white dildo embedded in Yasmin's asshole, and it's nicely plugged her. How about that? I've got a dildo the color of the Somali flag buried up a Somali chick's tight butt hole. Sometimes I amaze myself with my sexual wickedness.
At long last, my favorite trash talker is silenced, for I've put a ball gag in that sweet but ever-annoying mouth of hers. As much as I love my sweet Yasmin, that mouth of hers gets on my last damn nerve at times. Somali women are beautiful and feisty, usually something I absolutely love about them, but sometimes a man needs his peace and quiet. Typically, in the bedroom, Yasmin Hussein likes to flash her dominant side.