by A Dee Fan » Mon Jul 06, 2009 11:23 am
Nice post to go with that hot scene!
I like not knowing who in Sam Hill Justice Young was, because then it's a surprise to discover how this particular dude is going to dine a la Bella. When I have six dvds on a two day rental, I tend to be quick a draw on the remote and FF through a lot of role play, but not on the Deadly Nightshade product. I really dig how the roleplay set up is done - in fact, its not so much a roleplay has it is the divine pleasure of seeing Bella enjoy herself. When I pick up a new volume in whatever series under this roof, I know my afternoon is now taken - I can mow the lawn tomorrow. I'm going on a ride with Bella and Co.
Stay with me on this: Watching Bella for me is like watching "Who's Line is it anyway", or for those old enough, the old Carol Burnett show skits. You end up watching it and enjoy it because THEY are enjoying it so much. Their pleasure is yours. They can hardly follow any structure because their cracking up so much. That's the way it is watching the Queen B. Only in Bella's case, you're watching while naked, with some lube, and getting a cramp in your wrist and hand. I sincerely believe that for the duration of a scene, Bella leaves our earth bound orbit and IS who she is portraying, in this case, that giggly girl out on a date. In some of her scenes it's a slow build up of the erotic heat, in others it's a fight to resist it until a surrender. But in this scene, the sexual tension was always there. Justice, Bella and YOU know the sex itself is coming, the anticipation is the killer. It gets aggressive, the nasty rawness is always top shelf, but you also get drawn into the breathless passion - to her last pore, our girl is feeling every ounce of the lust. I could get off just watching her expressions. If I can steal from Madonna lyrics ( Vogue), Bella gives "good face".
Sometimes, when I'm fucking, and get in that zone where my dick is diamond hard and I can go balls deep with no fear of going past the point of no return too early, I feel like King Ding a ling, dispensing multiple orgasms to my lady like they are a dime a dozen. And then I look down and see my woman's facial expression, hear that deep, ugly, jagged moan that comes from her toes, and dammit, I'm a goner! I might wake the neighbors with anything from a yodel to a cock-a doodle doo, but to hell with it, because the orgasm is going to be one of those you wish the tightest of sexual tight ass prudes could feel to help them realize that THAT is what makes sex a pleasure. The world would be a better place if everyone could hit a eye crossing orgasm once in awhile. Seeing her get her ass eaten is as close to pure pleasure as it comes for me. Now that my girl Dee is white picket fencing it, it's nice to have such quality to depend on.