Questo libro chiamato "Un grande mucchio d'amore" dovrebbe davvero essere chiamato "Un grande mucchio di spazzatura" "
Ciao. Hai rivisto il mio libro di recente ed e' stato feroce, per usare un eufemismo.
Beh, io recensisco molti libri, quindi perche' non entri?
Ora, perche' non mi rinfreschi la memoria?
Circa un mese fa.
How... humiliating! She doesnt even know who i am!???!? i confidently told Her my piece was called "story of the tongue". Instantly, a look of recognition painted Her face, and She proceeded to tell me "OHHHHH!!!! I remember that book! Your book was rubbish, sinny. But now that yew are here in my office and i can see your body! Now we're talking!" i challenged Her "Nicky, Yew cant believe that a Woman can fall for another woman after one date!?!?" She growled at me Her sparkling grey eyes lit up, and responded confidently "No." i was stunned, instantly rejected, humiliated, and ready to leave when i collected myself, shook my head, and confidently told Her "Well, Nicky... What if i showed Yew?" She blushed, and i squirmed. This was the first indication that She might not be right. She bit Her lip, and my pussy instantly became wet! She hesitated, and whispered "Well.. cindy, why dont yew show me?" i began to tremble, and stood up. i quietly, shyly whispered. "ummm... okay." With a confidence i did not have, i stood up. i walked towards Her and kissed Her. i could tell She was intrigued, and proceeded to play with Her, to pleasure Her. As my lips kissed Her and my tongue licked Her body, She slowly but surely realized that i was not just a random little slut. i was a very talented little submissive, a little girl who wanted nothing more than to pleasure Her, to lick Her, and make my Mistress cum. 
