I love seeing a girl in a ponytail. Ponytails can be fun, especially when you are pounding a girl from behind and you grab her ponytail, yank it a bit, even pull it. It’s a nice way to keep things a little rough. I also love the innocent, wholesome look it gives a girl, an innocence and wholesomeness that is always a pleasure to wear down, to unveil, and finally to discard altogether. Then, when she is ready, you can begin to discover the hidden, untapped but potentially explosive sexuality deep inside her. Feeling yourself inside her, filling her up as she writhes and moans and even screams in pleasure, is always a good sign that you have penetrated her suppossed and socially sanctioned modesty.
God, how I love women! I love the variety! I love giving and exploring and experiencing as much sexual play and pleasure with as many like minded women as possible, women who love sex and embrace their sexuality, who love to play, to fuck, who are complete and unabashed sex addicts, like me. No two girls are the same. Indeed, there is seemingly an infinite variety of lovely women in the world. Meeting each one is part of a wonderful journey. And there are so many different types: thin or thick, petite or plump, white, black, brown or whatever, blondes, brunettes, redheads, long hair or short hair, big breasted or small breasted, all delightful, but each one always enticing and alluring in her own unque way.
They are such delights. In the words of the late, inimitable Rivelino, “They are soft and smooth all over”. Yes, and to see and enjoy and experience them each and every day is a wonderful gift. How I love them all!