Okay, Veronica. This isn’t like you.Going home with some guy on the first date… He must think
Okay, Veronica. This isn’t like you.Going home with some guy on the first date… He must think you’re easy.And, I mean, it’s not even like he’s that hot. Sure, he has those intense smoldering eyes… But he hardly looks like the guys I usually like. He’s not in particularly good shape. Even if he seemed to keep going forever and ever and ever last night… God, it was so good…Ehm… Yeah, even if the sex was great, I shouldn’t have done this. This isn’t you, Ronnie. Acting like some slut. It’s not just that I had sex with him on the first date. It’s the things I did.Not that I didn’t like them…It’s funny, because I never liked sex all that much before. Sure, it’s fun and it feels nice. But I never thought it was all it was cracked up to be. No guy I’ve ever been with has been as good as I thought they should be.But I guess that’s because I’ve been doing things all wrong. He showed me that last night. Multiple times.I’ve just been too focused on myself. I should have been focused more on the guy. Because last night was the best sex I’ve ever had. I never knew it could be like that. And all it took was for me to let go and just do what I was told.And it was easy. It was so easy to just act like a slut for him. Because I didn’t really know him, it was the first date after all. So in a way, I kind of was a slut, I guess. I know he called me a slut, when I was sucking his cock. And I know it made me so wet…Maybe this is me… Maybe I’m a slut.Vee, the slut.Yeah, I like it! That’s me. A slut!If you like this, you might be interested in buying my books. You can do so right here on Amazon or on Smashwords. -- source link
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