So I've just moved out of Milwaukee to the majestic coastline of Alaska. I am here in Homer, surrounded by mountains, the ocean, and moose. It's such an amazing brake from the populated but plain, and busy but boring days of Milwaukee. I'm going to be making yurts soon, and just as soon be hossin around the 8,000 foot peaks that stand across the bay from me. One thing I love about the outdoors is how horny it makes me. Every once in a while you spot the right tree in a nice shaded cluster of birch and you wish that your fist held the full hair of a pretty female.... dragging her over to the tree, knowing just how to bind her so that you can fuck her standing up from front or back, and give her a little naughty nature girl lesson in between. I just watched Game of Thrones and the bastard John Snow caught himself a sexy, redheaded wildling way up in the mountains... much like the mountains I'm looking at right now... snow topped and broken by glacier field... up there you would be lucky to have found a little catch, to hold tight in her restraints and use as a source of heat... |