I should have just written everything as it happened. Now, after a week of utter debauchery, two days of non-stop driving from Victoria back to California, and a wicked hangover, it all kinda merges into one big, hazy dream/nightmare of bodies entangled, supple breasts, tight buns, long smooth legs, sultry mouths, hot wet pussy, my hard cock and one deliriously happy Rollerboy.
Let me try to recount. Out of order would be appropriate. Passionate GFE, non-stop, deep, sloppy, wet kisses, sensual pillowy lips. We made a kind of Ariel-Rollerboy pretzel. Never experienced anything quite like that. It was like a Roman orgy, but with only two people. She did things. Unspeakable things. And I liked it.
Ariel was kind enough to bring me a glass of water before we began screwing on her bedroom floor. That was after she spilled half the bottle of red wine on the bottom of her fridge. Maybe this was an omen, cuz she wasn't the clumsy one that day. I think the first time I bonked Ariel was when we were rolling around on the floor and I misjudged the amount of space...bonk!
She has a gorgeous body, very toned, shapely, enhanced breasts beautifully sculpted, with pert inviting nips. I liked the non-stop kissing. She jumped me every time I turned around.
She is very tight downstairs. Exhausted by the long drive up, and having already spent 2 hours with the Goddess Audrey, it took a while to get it going, and there wasn't much time left for penetration (although there was crazy, ridiculous amounts of time for making out). I think next time we should make out for an hour, screw our brains out for another couple hours, and then wrap up with more kissing. And fucking. The order doesn't so much matter. I just want to spend a whole afternoon kissing and fucking Ariel.
This isn't so much a review as my fingers romping around on the keyboard.
I plucked an ice cube from my water and touched it to her shapely ass as she went down on me. Her hair was covering her face so she couldn't see what I was up to. "Oh!" She cried. "Your hands are freezing! Rub them on my back really quickly, that'll warm them up faster." I did as she suggested and lo and behold the ice melted quickly. But not quickly enough apparently, she broke away from me suddenly and shivered. "Your hands are so cold! Do you have ice in them?" I looked at my now empty hand and smiled, "No! Not anymore..."
Eye daggers straight at me, she grins and pounces back on me. More kissing.
The second and third times I bonked Ariel came when we were doing it against the wall. She jumped up and I was holding her by her ass against the wall. She's very petite so it should have been a piece of cake. Except I pulled her legs too far from the wall, and bonk! Are you ok, sweetheart! I'm so sorry!
"It's okay," replied "I have a hard head" as we resumed kissing passionately, with her still in my arms held against the wall. With that reassurance, I got even more frisky and unfortunately totally lost my grip on Ariel's lovely bottom. Double bonk! This time she was clearly dazed. Her eyes glassy, as her head sort of flopped a little to the side. Oh no! I broke Ariel.
Eventually, her eyes cleared. "You're a menace!" she exclaimed. "Next time, you have to start over on that side!" she pointed to the bed, "and work your way over to the wall." More kissing.
I had a great time. I wish I'd scheduled a longer session, and on her own day. But that was really not my fault because Ariel changed my date at the last moment. I would repeat, and I promise not to drop her again (I'll eat my wheaties, promise)!
Let me try to recount. Out of order would be appropriate. Passionate GFE, non-stop, deep, sloppy, wet kisses, sensual pillowy lips. We made a kind of Ariel-Rollerboy pretzel. Never experienced anything quite like that. It was like a Roman orgy, but with only two people. She did things. Unspeakable things. And I liked it.
Ariel was kind enough to bring me a glass of water before we began screwing on her bedroom floor. That was after she spilled half the bottle of red wine on the bottom of her fridge. Maybe this was an omen, cuz she wasn't the clumsy one that day. I think the first time I bonked Ariel was when we were rolling around on the floor and I misjudged the amount of space...bonk!
She has a gorgeous body, very toned, shapely, enhanced breasts beautifully sculpted, with pert inviting nips. I liked the non-stop kissing. She jumped me every time I turned around.
She is very tight downstairs. Exhausted by the long drive up, and having already spent 2 hours with the Goddess Audrey, it took a while to get it going, and there wasn't much time left for penetration (although there was crazy, ridiculous amounts of time for making out). I think next time we should make out for an hour, screw our brains out for another couple hours, and then wrap up with more kissing. And fucking. The order doesn't so much matter. I just want to spend a whole afternoon kissing and fucking Ariel.
This isn't so much a review as my fingers romping around on the keyboard.
I plucked an ice cube from my water and touched it to her shapely ass as she went down on me. Her hair was covering her face so she couldn't see what I was up to. "Oh!" She cried. "Your hands are freezing! Rub them on my back really quickly, that'll warm them up faster." I did as she suggested and lo and behold the ice melted quickly. But not quickly enough apparently, she broke away from me suddenly and shivered. "Your hands are so cold! Do you have ice in them?" I looked at my now empty hand and smiled, "No! Not anymore..."
Eye daggers straight at me, she grins and pounces back on me. More kissing.
The second and third times I bonked Ariel came when we were doing it against the wall. She jumped up and I was holding her by her ass against the wall. She's very petite so it should have been a piece of cake. Except I pulled her legs too far from the wall, and bonk! Are you ok, sweetheart! I'm so sorry!
"It's okay," replied "I have a hard head" as we resumed kissing passionately, with her still in my arms held against the wall. With that reassurance, I got even more frisky and unfortunately totally lost my grip on Ariel's lovely bottom. Double bonk! This time she was clearly dazed. Her eyes glassy, as her head sort of flopped a little to the side. Oh no! I broke Ariel.
Eventually, her eyes cleared. "You're a menace!" she exclaimed. "Next time, you have to start over on that side!" she pointed to the bed, "and work your way over to the wall." More kissing.
I had a great time. I wish I'd scheduled a longer session, and on her own day. But that was really not my fault because Ariel changed my date at the last moment. I would repeat, and I promise not to drop her again (I'll eat my wheaties, promise)!
