July 31, 2007
Russian Ballerinas
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Russia is known for many things – cold winters, vodka, communism. But it’s also known for its beautiful young ballerinas. Trained from an early age, these princesses of dance are like little thoroughbreds of delicacy, refinement, and grace. And they are incredibly flexible!
To look on the young flexible lady in this series by Arcady, one can see why the Russians are so proud of their ballerinas. Behold her fine fragile features. Her light brown eyes full of coquettish curiosity. Her light red lips so dainty and defined. And her porcelain skin, so sensitive, so exotic!
Then there is her tiny dancer’s body. What precision and power it holds in its lithe and nubile frame! How flexible! Her tight, youthful muscles stand delicately out on her slender, girlish arms. Her button breasts point coyly at the sky, their round pink nipples perfect and petite. Her skinny but strong ballerina legs support her as she prances for your pleasure. The legs of a ballerina hide a secret, sweet and succulent power.
Ballerinas train hard. And when they are not, they know how to have fun and relax. The rigors of their daily life give rise to the pleasures of their evening life. Of course, they can never let themselves go too much…no excessive smoking or drinking. But that doesn’t mean they haven’t figured out ways to feel great pleasure or “get loose.” They have, and they do!
What is more romantic than a young ballerina? The air around her smells of virgin roses splashed with dew. Her training linens emit an odor of girlish perspiration. And the way she carries herself is like a rare and wild bird. O how you long to capture her and take her for your own!
The young model in this series has been a ballerina from a young age. She has studied at all the finest studios, both in Russia and in France. Her body is an instrument whereupon her artistic sensibilities have learned to play. And being as she is so capable of athletic posturing, she can do what she will in the service of her vision.
Fair, gentle ballerina, come dance for me in my room. The morning light moves gentle across your tender, playful limbs. Take off your slippers and your little pink skirt and let me see your beauty. O my innocent ballerina, come dance awhile for me!
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