Depends on your relationship status
[QUOTE=JoseyWells80;5665996]Would you see a provider that is from where you live in a small town, how risky is that to expose yourself?[/QUOTE]If I was married or in a serious relationship I would not. Too close to home, literally. Small towns have prying eyes that see all so wouldn't be worth the risk to me. Someone will inevitably see something. I'd think it'd also increase the risk of a scorned provider knowing too many people in town to whom they might hold over your head.
Being single, there'd still be some risk especially if there's an disparate age difference that could garner attention. Wouldn't want to be known as the resident Jeffrey Epstein. But as a bachelor one may not care what anyone in town thinks.
At the end of the day I suppose it boils down to individual comfort and ability to maintain discretion as needed or desired.
Kelsey is as fun as fucking the out of America
I got the call. Yee haw! She said that she had 10 appointments that day and one canceled and the 1:00 slot was open for some wild buck sex. I opened the door to her room. And she was dressed like Annie Oakley. Cowgirl hat and boots with sharp spurs. All she had on was a leather vest and chaps. She was ready to ride a wild stallion. After we downed a couple of shots of fireball and sarsaparilla, the foreplay began. She nibble on my ear and whispered " ya ready to ride cowboy". She whacked me on the ass with her crop and put a ball gag in my mouth. She tied me to the bedpost face down. She hopped on me with a strap-on and pegged me for 20 min. She started out slow and she rode faster and faster till it built up into a crescendo. All the while she was yelling "Ride um cowboy"and pulling my hair harder and harder. Whacking my ass side to side with the crop. Driving that strap-on harder and harder and digging those spurs into my side. Until I came. She cleaned me up real good.
Round 2. She untied me. Had me get down on all 4's. She was riding me all over the room. Calling me "Wildfire". "Getty up Wildfire" Whipping me harder and harder. Made me rear up on my hind legs. Yelling " YE HAW" We both came at the same time. I was yelling "No more". She did not understand me with the ball gag in my mouth and she thought I was saying "More". She cleaned me up for round 3.
Round 3. She pushed down me on the bed. Still gagged, she tied my hands on the bed posts she tried to put my legs behind my ears at best she could. She lubed up my ass and started pile driving my ass with the strap-on. With the crop in her hand driving harder and harder and whacking me on the side yelling " Yippy yay yay mother f- I came for the 3rd time I shot huge, hot streams all over my chest and she licked up every last drop.
We sat around, laughed, and had a couple more shots of FireBall. Did not listen to Alanis Morsete but America " A Horse with no name". Very fitting I suppose.
As soon as my ass stops burning, whelps subside, spurs bruises heal I will be going back for another Wild West Night at the Red Rock Inn. Yee Haw.