It had been absolutely unreal. After all that back and forth through the virtual forums Ursula had finally convinced Scarlett to come play with her in the desert for a weekend. She had arrived on Friday and after a small amount of pretending to be civilized around town, they went back to Ursula’s ranch and dropped all inhibitions. Oils, foods, sweat, saliva, showers, saunas, beds, floors, sighs, screams, moans, mouths, hands, breasts, buttocks, and tender, tender kisses. They barely had time to breathe. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before and as her lover left for the airport, Ursula had a plan for the image her new grind would land to find. A glorious reminder of the p...