Outdoor play?

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  • 10-23-2017, 12:20 AM
Have many good late night memories on the motorcycle, but never with a provider.
NaughtyLittleNative's Avatar
Outdoors I love, but car play is not the same IMHO

I won't even consider car play unless its IRL. That has always been the domain of junkies and cash and dash artists in my mind. Originally Posted by OldFloridaDude


Hey dont judge the next persons fetish... there is a difference from liking the excitement and not having a place to turn a trick.
OldFloridaDude's Avatar
Hey dont judge the next persons fetish... there is a difference from liking the excitement and not having a place to turn a trick. Originally Posted by NaughtyLittleNative

I couldn't care less where you turn a trick and I wasn't judging anyone.

I simply gave my opinion and my preference.

And maybe you missed the IRL part of it....

PS: thanks for fixing it Mocha !
Redwolf22's Avatar
A throw in the bed of the truck on a cool night under the stars on a river bank on public land, good country fun, damn takes me back
OldFloridaDude's Avatar
We should have a best and worst (most embarrassing) thread about the great outdoors.

Town of 800, church parking lot, hood of my Vette, double doors swing open.... we still finished....

Ahhh... good times !
/when I was in high school, I went to pick up my girl friend late one night. My parents were out of town, and my sister let me borrow her Honda accord hatchback. She snuck out of the house. We parked in the parking lot of a baseball park. let the back seats down, and went to town. afterwards, we were lying in the back talking, when I noticed a deputy drove by and hit his breaks, I immediately jumped to the driver seat. By the time I got up front, he was already at the window. He knew what was up, because I could hear him whistling walking up to the car. I rolled down my window, told him we were just here talking. He said for us to go home and let us go. When he walked away I looked over, and she was still in the back seat. I couldn't believe it. I'm trying to come up with some kind of excuse, and he know I was bullshittin the whole time.