Thom: "God I hate hot panning. As usual there were no toilets free so I had to hot pan the throne, big beast of man had just came out, it smelled like sulphur and the seat was on fire."
My wife and I were setting up for our typical Sunday poop play. I got into position, squatting over her chest, her adoring eyes ready for my steamy receipt. I forgot the hot curry I'd had for lunch and destroyed her hair with my watery emission. Sorry about the hot chocolate mouth!