Your arsehole is a playground, a sandbox in which you play in. What's wrong with arseholes?. You have got an arsehole. I have got an arsehole. The King of England has an arsehole. The president has an arsehole. Without an arsehole, then none of us would be here. The arsehole abhors our sanitary sensibility. It's there to shit, and be played with. Sex is a sewer. We each play in a sexual sewer. Don't you love that?.
When we look at our anus, we notice the color. Its a black-brown color, that paints the entire area of that sacred hole. That glorious hole, that sits between our bum cheeks, a seething, central, crater of fun. Our anus is tightly puckered. Male, or female, it challenges each of us to enter it.
My anus is very sensitive to my touch. When I touch my anus, the crater on the outside tightens up. The trick is to get your anus relaxed. Relaxed enough to allow something in. Something in, sends shivers up my spine. I begin with a finger. My finger easily goes into that hot moist sweetness. Of course I need two fingers inside my anus with just a little stretch. Slowly, and gently, I move my fingers in unison, in and out. It fills good. Like having a poo, but without the poo. It can feel strange, but kinda yummy.