Knottytop88
Tourist
Also fucked my ex-gf on a hike through the woods in my neighborhood, i can vividly remember fucking her doggy style against a tree and then having her squat to make her squirt on the forest floor! she was a gusher ??
Ta, that's made me remember doing it half way up a mountain with my girlfriend, we got randy (or more likely it was just me that got randy!) Anyway we ended up doing it missionary style just off the footpath behind a dry stone wall. It was me that ended up with all the bites on my arse. So note to future Romeo's GET THE GIRL TO GO ON TOP.Also fucked my ex-gf on a hike through the woods in my neighborhood, i can vividly remember fucking her doggy style against a tree and then having her squat to make her squirt on the forest floor! she was a gusher ??
Sounds nice and soft, good choice.In a bunker on the sixteenth! ?️
Yeah I've played around on a beach, a towel is a necessity I'd say. Nowt worse than grit in the end or even on a hand, that stuff sticks to everything.Just a dash of sand had it's challenges
Was it a wide ledge? It makes me think of the Fairport Convention song "meet on the ledge"Weirdest place I've ever had sex? That would have to be on a ledge about 30 feet off the ground - Not all that weird, you say? OK, how about the fact that this ledge was *INSIDE* the chimney of the main boiler of an abandoned turn of the century sawmill? Yeah, I thought you'd agree it was weird
It probably goes without saying that a goodly portion of half an ounce of reefer, and most of a couple bottles of Boone's Farm Apple-Zapple figured heavily in that particular adventure...
Eh, might have been a bit more than a foot wide. Not a lot more than that, anyway. It was, by necessity, an upright fuck after we (appropriately enough) "chimneyed" up the inside after finding out that both of us were able to fit through the brick - Hmmm... what would you call it... "passageway", for lack of anything better, I guess - that linked the last rusting remains of the concrete and steel firebox of the boiler to the chimney itself. We didn't really have much choice about stopping there - above the level of the ledge, the bore of interior opened out too far to be able to continue going up by chimneying. Might have been interesting to make it to the top - shoulda been a great view, considering that stack was one of, if not THE highest structures for several miles in any direction. Nearest competition would probably have been the 230 foot high town water tower, about 8 miles away.Was it a wide ledge? It makes me think of the Fairport Convention song "meet on the ledge"
You dirty mare, mind you I've heard your ma's a bit of a goer.?My mother’s bed
Oooh now that's intriguing, do tell.under the bed!
LOL, It was a very unique bed the my dad built. It was a large home made frame (he used to work in a funature factory so is good at making wood furniture). The frame part was about 2 foot tall. Underneath one side was drawers for clothing. The other half had a door for storage. The storage was usually empty as my parents had a hard time getting under there. Then they discovered I like going under there and playing with my micro machines so they decided to leave it empty for me as kind of my fort to play in. . He built the bed when I was about 5. As I got older a neighbor girl my age moved in. She started playing under there with me too. As we got older, playing with micro machines became less fun than other things we discovered we could play with.Oooh now that's intriguing, do tell.