Roxanne and Alice in Wonderland, Round 2 I can't just write a short review. I can't avoid being a bit graphic. Plus, I had to turn the rental car in earlier than my flight and I have typed this review from Reno International Airport with time to kill. Round 1 had such an effect on me. It will be my treasured memory. I owed it to Roxanne and Alice to splurge on an outdate after such an epic party. Apparently, I owed it to myself also. We had such a great time in public, refraining from joking too loud in innuendo about every last thing. The ladies were genuinely themselves and let their guards down. Alice told the ranch management that we would be gone an hour and it rolled easily past 2 hours. We were having such a great time. But that's not why you readers are still here. Anyway, back to the ranch.... I wanted to use the words of so many songs to describe this party. But I will keep it short and only include the opening verses of John Lennon's "#9 Dream" as they would be appropriate here. So long ago Was it in a dream, was it just a dream? I know, yes I know Seemed so very real, it seemed so real to me I decided to revisit Alice's specialty and had her tie my arms to the bed. I wanted to feel helpless as these ladies did as they wished to me, unable to grab or direct anything. They started out giving me a taste- something was always against my cock and my face. They had intended to tickle or bite or scratch and deprive me by taking away what I had already tasted- keeping things just out of reach, but they both picked up that I had gone into some kind of dream state from the things they were doing. There was no point in trying to entice my senses in that state as I was already as enticed as I could be. I am one who believes in finding the spirituality of a moment under the stars or at the beach or wherever, and I definitely left my mind behind and just rode out this experience. At the beginning, Roxanne had put on classic rock, mostly Led Zeppelin. I think she discovered how the music of my youth allows me to escape into the words and relive youth. Heavy focus on the music and my dream state allowed me to stay hard and keep going. After a bit, Alice even figured she might as well untie me and give me use of my arms back as I was clearly where I needed to be. Here, I must apologize to Alice. With my hands free and staying in my dream state, I relived a teenage moment of making out and caressing the face and body of the woman in front of me- but now it was Roxanne. I was so focused on Roxanne with some kind of puppy-love look on my face. She knew it too. She kept telling Alice, "Look at his face." I kept pulling her face to mine and said to let Alice do all the work "down there." That moment seemed to last for hours. By the way, Alice knows how to stop just short of pain and use some kind of pressure points on the balls. I can't tell you how much it was with her hands or her mouth, but it's heaven. Alice is such a team player- she let me have my dream uninterupted. She stayed down there and let me fall in love with Roxanne's face. Alice only changed things up when it was time to move along toward the second finish of the party. The intercom had said time was up and Alice kept going into overtime with her mouth and then her hands to leave me with the happiest of happy endings. The first ending was kind of a minor event during my dream state, so this was my big release. I was supposed to let Alice know when I was about to finish but I was still making out with Roxanne and let's just say it was a wonderful mess, a great end to the dream. We went past our time and lingered on and on with conversation and hugs and kisses forever. I couldn't tell you if I spent a few hours or half-a-day with these two wonderful ladies. It was perfection. My problem now is that I am hooked, but won't be able to come back probably until next July. On my way out the door, I found a lively discussion going on around the fire pit. Sindy, Remy, Sadie, Shelby, maybe some more ladies and the poster named Freekygeek were having a great time. I joined in. I wish I could say we passed a marijuana cigarette or a bong around to complete my teenage moment, but no. I stayed for a couple rounds of drinks (with me just having water). I promise I will write a separate review of our fire pit chat that completed the evening. I set the cruise control below the speed limit as I drove back to Reno so that I wouldn't speed like I did as a teen. What a night.