Friday, October 31, 2008

Zwei Hundert

This is Post No. 200, gentlemen! Thank you all for visiting!










Posted by Koba at 6:25 PM

11 comments:

Y said...

That third pic is one of the hottest I`ve seen!

October 31, 2008 at 7:00 PM
Anonymous said...

Yes, I cannot recall ever dining in greater extravagance. Absolutely sumptuous. But we have for so long cherished the molding of this first pommel, to say nothing of the exquisitely finished saddle to which it's affixed, that we are well and confidently mounted to pursue whatever follows in this series.

October 31, 2008 at 11:30 PM
Anonymous said...

Irresistible guidance. I burnish this already glowing pommel in my clasp, then, taking Titan's stirrup cup to steel myself for the jumps to come. Once again this studio celebrates the majesty of rampant butt with almost unimaginable vividness, the driving marvel of ass all but upstaged by the lavishness of its compassionate pendants, the powerfoil of fuck gracious to host our famished hunt, the staff of perfect healing heavy laden with its load. And the great mount has only begun to stir.

November 1, 2008 at 6:05 AM
Anonymous said...

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November 1, 2008 at 7:30 AM
Y said...

Oh and Happy Zweihundert-sary!:)

November 1, 2008 at 10:46 AM
Koba said...

Thanks guys!

November 1, 2008 at 1:19 PM
Anonymous said...

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