"Oh, come on guys. Super high strappy heels out on the trail? I'm an 83 year old fossil, but these classic old-man kinks have limits. (No personal disrespect to you if you love heels. But sometimes these things just don't fit the location or fantasy.) I'll make it work by thinking I'll need to take them off to make her 'naked' so I can fuck her. So they're OK after all."
"We all troll through the photos on this site with different minds, kinks and attitudes. Sometimes what catches our eye surprises even us. I don't think these girls fit my normal types and I'm almost certain I don't fit theirs. But look what they're drinking! In college a LONG time ago, a friend of mine from the business school got an intern job doing accounting work at the classic old Pabst Blue Ribbon plant in downtown Los Angeles. It was buillt to look like a ship. He'd occasionally bring me and my animal roommates a case of bach beer. They made it at the end of the month when they cleaned the vats. If Blue Ribbon beer is good enough for these two, I'll hang out with them any day they want."