.....” “I think I can see exactly what you were doing,” retorted Donna acidly! “Now the question is,” she continued, “what are we going to...do about it!?!”Dell, turning a bright shade of crimson, tried to hide his embarrassment, but to no avail! Donna walked over to the still seated Lila and spat, “And you, you little tramp, I suppose you’re going to tell me that you didn’t have anything to do with this!!!” Before Lila could respond, Donna Winston took her finger and savagely jammed it into. Once I did a book about a prositute in Victorian London who falls in love with a rich customer (it was about the time ‘Pretty Woman’ came out and my publisher suggested the theme). Anyway, I decided that I had better do some research, and lacking a time machine or the money to travel to London, I went to see some Time Square prostitutes. It was an eye-opener, I can tell you. Not that much of my research ended up in the book. My readers definitely don’t want to know about those things. But what. I saw the elevator door open and Nick stepped out. He had a big bouquet of roses. He walks over and places them at my feet and kneels before me. "So sorry I missed lunch with you." I look around to see if anyone is looking. We were alone. Most everyone had left the building. "I am also sorry that I am late and I am glad you waited for me." He is still on his knees before me he and hands me the flowers. I look at him and smile. "You will pay someday for making me wait." I tell him in a stern. He mumbled something incoherent."Listen you little worm. I said TELL ME HOW MUCH YOUR LITTLE CLITTY REALLY MEASURES." His face became reddened and he looked angry and broken at the same time. I continued to stroke his cock and I could tell that he was on the verge of shooting his load. Tears were forming in his eyes."Five," he whispered, almost inaudibly, choking back the tears.It wasn't even a full five inches but I'd accomplished my mission. He was humiliated. "You can't expect to please a.
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