We still don't know whether to publish the bookillustrated with the different photos they took of you last night,or use the pictures for publicity whe... the novel's published, orwhat. They'll make you famous, but for what I've got in mind foryou that's a mixed blessing. We're planning a sequel, more thanone. I think we should hang onto the pictures while the story'sstill spinning out, and then release them for a last boost in saleswhen the public stops buying and nobody cares any more,. ... μαστιγώνοντάς με ταυτόχρόνα. Άκουγα την ζώνη να σφυρίζει πάνω στα κωλομέρια μου και την ίδια στιγμη ένιωθα την πουτσάρα του να μου σκίζει την κωλάρα. "Τι είσαι;" με ρωτούσε.. "Το πουτανάκι σου" του έλεγα " Μονο το δικό σου πουτανάκι" ... και έχυνα ..έχυνα. Αυτην την φορά το μωρό μου πήρε και καινούργια παιχνιδάκια. Μου έβαλε την σφήνα στο πιπινάκι μου και αυτός μπήκε στην κωλάρα μου. Έχασα το φως μου!! Εκει όμως που απογειώθηκα ήταν όταν μου έβαλε τον δονητη με τις καμπύλες. Δεν υπάρχει. David looked up over her body watching her breast lifting and lowering with each breath and then he saw the look on her face, a look of innocence and a look of a girl who wants more. He new she wanted to be his slave properly now and she would do what ever he wanted just to be able to feel the way she does now.He slowly started to work his way up her body gently feeling her skin with his fingers and kissing her till he got to her breast where he spent a lot of time sucking on her nipples making. "This has been an...enlightening vacation. I'm glad. I like knowing what's in your head, even if it's crazy."Greg smiled. "You mean you, me, and that weather girl from the news, together on a bed together, is crazy?" Hey!" Joan smiled. "I knew you had a thing for her." So does every guy in the county, and she's not exactly accessible. But Clinton, he's right here, just the three of us, chatting at his bar tonight."Joan's eyes sparkled, her brow furrowed a little. "You're actually serious,.