Nice rackage! This rack reminds me of Streisand's jugs after she got them done.
I used to f*ck the sh#t out of that hairy ass of Streisand's. This is back in 1981 or so when she was still single. She had divorced Elliot Gould for about 10 years or so and she was living alone in Laurel Canyon, before she bought the big place on the cliff. This was one horny broad. Suppressed. Everytime I entered in her backdoor she would arch up, push back and while I was plowing her beanfield she'd scream aloud, 'She was giving it to the man'.
Here's the surprise of it all… she's got a great beaver. A very nice unkept furry red muff. Well… I mean after I removed all of the cobwebs and chiggers from it. Anyway,, it felt great and I plowed that red hook-snatch of hers for weeks.
Then I had to cut it off in fear of her using the Streisand Effect against me. I was married at the time. By early 1982, I was done with Streisand.
It was an amazing time. Lots of crazy moments with her .