One of my regrets about viewing SG is that, especially when I'm trying to stay on top of a 100-girl backlog, I'll take a cold and clinical look at the photosets, observing and moving own, paying as efficient an artistic appraisal I can make about its qualities. The SG girls deserve more than that, though; I should be drinking up their bodies with my eyes, enjoying the different sights they provide.
Yesterday I was feeling someone cold-sighted, but after seeing Venla Suicide's big and soft breasts ... that was the moment when I knew I could sit and appreciate a beautiful woman through a long, lingering glance, following skin up to the face, around delicious curves and down gorgeous hair; Since then I've been trying to apply it to the photosets I've been viewing later.
The key, which I'm not explaining very well, is that I should be looking at a lot of these models and feeling my insides stir with desire, not just calculating some metric on a picture's aestethic appeal.
Yesterday I was feeling someone cold-sighted, but after seeing Venla Suicide's big and soft breasts ... that was the moment when I knew I could sit and appreciate a beautiful woman through a long, lingering glance, following skin up to the face, around delicious curves and down gorgeous hair; Since then I've been trying to apply it to the photosets I've been viewing later.
The key, which I'm not explaining very well, is that I should be looking at a lot of these models and feeling my insides stir with desire, not just calculating some metric on a picture's aestethic appeal.
