All my holes, all my body is yours." And just to affirm, she sent me another picture of her twat, spread just as wide as before, with two of her finge...s lodged inside.I liked that. She was obedient and forthcoming, offering herself freely and voluntarily without expecting anything in return. "What's your favourite toy?" I asked."My husband's dick," she replied.I laughed. "Ah, okay," I said. "What's he doing now?" He's helping me take pictures," she said. "And he's waiting for instructions.". There were a few legends about Cowboy. One was that he had the biggest dick in Thailand, which was given some evidence by the woman who buzzed around him looking very satisfied. The second was that he would fuck anything that moved, which was at least partially evidenced by the men who buzzed around him as well. And the third was that he never took off his signature ten-gallon hat, chaps, or spurs, even during sex.Cowboy was one of the most happy-go-lucky, witty, and generous people in the. A sound coming from her left had her turning her head. ‘Shit.’ The expletive escaped her lips as she stared at the sleeping form of the man she had escaped. Damn the luck. The thought never occurred to her that he would be able to find her. Though she should have realized it would be easy for him, he’d had her passport. Her eyes devoured him, he was magnificent. She hated herself for still loving him, but there was nothing she could do to tell her heart otherwise. Sighing she turned her head. You could have me with another man.”“Would love to, let’s make it happen,” I purred as I fantasised about being filmed with two men pleasuring and fucking me.“Maximum sexual pleasure, I am to be pleasure and be pleasured. I want to have my ass kissed on camera.”“We can email you some pics and bios for you to choose a second man. Can you narrow it down a little with your preferred type.”“Some pics of muscled really well-hung men with a good ass, around twenty years younger please.”Choosing a new.