Friday, August 6, 2010

Oh we're just hanging out and layin' around....

I consider myself to be a connoisseur of the female form...a pretty face framed by a down soft hair, eyes bright and mischeivous and full of life...pouty lips, full lips that hint at pleasures to come...shoulders for sliding one's hands over and off, soft and well defined breasts that bounce and wobble with a life of their own...a tummy, pliant and pillowy, hips that curve, a pussy exposed, a bottom all rounded and lush, legs that spread to welcome you...however, for me, of course it all begins with the breasts...so, in this post I offer up some of my favorite breast shots...enjoy...


yes, Dean had at first been perplexed when she asked him to pickup a case of baby oil on his way over...A case? he had inquired...yes, a case she had insisted, we're going to be locked away the entire weekend...

Forgive me a moment of crudety, banality...but I love slipping in between a set of well oiled large lovelies...just rocking back and forth. Of course, the slippier they are, the more difficult they are to hold on to...but oh what fun...


oh Dean...white out my tattoo...like you did last time...

All I can say is those are so sweet looking...oh to be able to mount her and be hugged by those huge honeys...



...when Dean begged her to let go, he did not specify exactly what he wanted her to let go of...but she knew...as he moaned and groaned what he DID NOT want her to let go of...

What a gripping shot...I love this photo...a little extra pounds...that little tummy...and you know those big beauties would swing and sway, hop and wobble about soooo wonderfully...



...Dean thought, as he walked along the shoreline to join her that there were some nice sand dunes...gently rolling, subtlety shifting...and then were Sandy's dunes...not so subtlety shifting...but nevertheless, gently rolling...

A simple statement...I love being naked out doors with my woman...



...it was a great Bed and Breakfast...wonderful food...soft bed...the middle-aged couple who owned the establishment were so gracious...but what really impressed Dean, after he met the couple's daughter, was the great, actually incredible, hospitality--oh, and the wonderful view he woke up to each morning...



...afterwards...when Dean had been gone a while and Aneta slipped into the tub, taking mental stock of their wild, torried afternoon together and looking over the sex soiled terrain of her body she mused...Dean's aim was especially wild today...

Aneta is one of my favorite big tit models...her plush body, and full tan, those gorgeous breasts and thunder thighs make her a true delight to look at...



...she smiled...for she knew that as soon as Dean opened his eyes, he would rise to meet her...

The pictoral definition of hanging hooters....



...when Dean walked into the bathroom...they looked at each other for only a split second...for they both knew...as Dean moaned...what would happen next...

I don't like to tast of soap...but, uh...what the hell....



...sometimes, when she would recall her encounters with Dean...well, she simply couldn't control herself...

It has been quite a while since I've gone onto a web cam site...but since I've lost my bed buddy and am in a desperate search for a replacement...I might have to try webcam again in the interim...


...Dean had only been out of town a doy or so...but she found herself really, really missing him...



...she knew Dean had a very stressful job and when he would come over to her place, complaining of a serious headache...she knew just what to do to relieve the pressure...

Okay, okay...the gratuitous cum shot...but this is one of the things all breastmen think/dream about...getting serviced by a busty woman and shooting out onto her lovely chest...



...every time she told her boyfriend that she was going over to Dean's place just to hangout...she felt a little guilty, until she got to Dean's place...and really did hang out...

Well, I hope the above offerings were entertaining...just to reiterate..the well endowed female form is beautiful in its entirety...but there is nothing like burying one's face into a sizeable set of breasts, roaming one's hands over them, kissing them, sucking on them, having one's cock embraced by them...oh those boobs...



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