Ah humble, tis a shame you're isolated in the Great Downunder. Midwinter and all there when here in North America, it's high summer and our maleness is at it's zenith: sheen of perspiration covers our massive chests and taut bellies as we work our women in every postion conceivable. Intense attention to the breasts from playful tongue lashings and manual nipple rolling to tight bindings and floggings. Stressful suspension is rewarded by heightened sensations along the long muscles as huge, slick buzzing, implements alternate with rigid cocks to fill every cavity. Moist lips and rough fingers flick vaginal nubs and tease your tortured cunt keeping it wet and gaping. Rough ropes squeeze and abrade and groan as they hold trembling limbs. Hands are everywhere pinching, prodding, pulling, pushing, and pricking to find your every sensitive point and play it to orgasm--Don't you just love summer baby? I join Tourguide and extend an invite at your leisure--you do look like Elle MacPherson don't you

Originally posted by humble chick
The chances of me getting to Canada in the next 2 years are about zilch... sorry bout that Sirs! That is not to say that the idea of being your naked grovelling slut is not tempting enough though................. my only problem is that there tends to be too many people and too few horses in your area Tourguide Sir, for my level of comfort at any rate!! *grinning*