Soft morning light floods “ariel blue” as a petite blonde wakes alone, sheets tangled around naked hips. “ariel blue” follows her lazy exploration—fingertips brushing sensitive skin, lingering where she needs it most. The beauty of “ariel blue” is its unhurried pace; she savors every second until quiet gasps become desperate cries in “ariel blue”. When release finally shudders through her in “ariel blue”, the viewer feels privileged to witness such private ecstasy.