Review by SCOTTLEEK, February, 2012
Young, fresh, innocent (well, perhaps) and just so disarmingly damn cute. How can you not be WOWed as you drown in the pools of her chocolate drop eyes, great make-up and hair to her ass? Have you ever wanted to spend the afternoon with the prettiest of the cheerleaders? How could you not want to be whipped by her long hair? How can you not be disabled by the sparkling smile. Hot mama! I’d sooner spend the day here than anywhere else in the I dream of finding her alone in the forest, covered only by a scant lace and lush green leaves, as she rests comfortably in nature's bed. The sun crawling along the tree line pokes through the canopy of leaves, as I walk toward this sleeping beauty. On the bed of grass, she lay with her dark hair spread out like a fan, blending with the earth that supports her. Her body, so pure; with the earth as its couch. For a time, I just watch her as she sleeps, adoring her natural beauty, not wanting to disturb her peacefulness. The sun glistens through the moist droplets on the leaves, as I yearn for it to break through and stir her soul. I kneel beside her, as just a glimpse of light breaks through to highlight her fair skin. I free myself of encumbrances. I take my place beside her, as she rustles gently with a tender sigh. Turning to face my humbled body, she pulls free of the lace to expose her sumptuous delights. Her face glistens angelic in the morning sun and shadows pass along the length of our bodies. While yet somnambulistic, she embraces me with her outstretched arms, pulling me into the warmth of her earthly nest. I lose all fear and can offer no resistance to her enticement. Slowly her legs are lost in their entanglement with mine, as she gently massages my inner thigh with hers. And at the moment, her lips reach toward mine. I feel an aching inside. With my hand at the back of her neck, I lose my lips in hers, our tongues dancing to welcome the morning. And then in one smooth motion, my fair maiden glides my muscular frame over hers, until it is nestled within her wanton wings. With mild undulations of her hips and guidance from her hands on my tight cheeks, she slowly guides the beast through the soft bare forest to beckon at her moistened door. Become a Member for the details..................