Sarah Maitland Mom Gave me a Slow-Ride so good it would make Foghat blush
It took me a little over a year to finally have the stars align just right for a dream with the lovely Ms Sarah Maitland Mom, we both made a handful of attempts back and forth and logistics or life just kept interfering sometime around last May. This week with the cat away I PM'd her and fortunately for me we could make it work out.
Picked her up at her place and made the ten minute drive over to the always eloquent Geneva Motel were I happily splurged $36 for the penthouse sweet, two Nascar cans of Coors Light, and a Jimmy. I escorted her in we both jumped in the scalding hot shower for a rinse down and slipped into the sheets. First impressions; Sarah's body is banging! Her generous fun bags sit on her slender frame with a pair of 3/4" nipples that are always erect (I've never seen such a thing in a non-enhanced love pillow). Her kitty is a tucked little peach and is rocking a two-finger landing strip currently, it's always pleasure for me to see pubes- I think I'm over the waxed trend of the past 19 years, I don't think I'd mind an 80's Bush revolution. I digress.
We chilled in the sack under the covers chatting for a while, it gave me a chance to break my first date jitters.
Fast forward- the rest of the dream was kind of a blur, some DATY, heavy petting, BBBJ w / plenty of consideration given to the boys right to the verge of the big one. She bagged the little guy and began to give me the tightest, wettest, grindiest, cowgirl session that I can remember in the past fifteen or so years- for me this was an all-time top ten slowride. Damn that little vixen warped my brain- by all means if you haven't given yourself the opportunity to arrange a meeting you should.