Growing up in the country I filled my spare time with adventure and exploration. Secret bush tracks, climbing in tree top canopies, or going to your mate’s place and breaking into his uncle's stash of black and white girlie magazines. Back then there was no internet and beautiful women were unashamedly curvy and hairy. Having an overactive libido (and an imagination to match), I was masturbating in all sorts of unusual ways. I enjoyed discovering the sensations of different objects, textures, temperatures and pain thresholds. Eventually I progressed to 'deplorable' material such as Hustler Gold. Forget artistic lighting, damn it give me close ups of a nice hard cock being hugged by a set of ample pussy lips!