(Pony Tales Book 4) Glorious 'Well? Is she any good?''She sucks,' replied Beauty, her lips forming a moue of disdain.'Yes, but is she any good?' asked the redhead on Jenny's chest.'Ha-ha, very funny, Red.'Jenny had been enduring such comments for the past ten minutes. Her particular favourite was when her technique had been likened to 'that of a wet fish having an epileptic fit'. Not one to be defeated easily, she realised that Beauty wasn't going to get off her face until she had completed her task. It quickly became obvious that having an additional X chromosome meant that the bearer of said chromosome was a lot more difficult to please sexually. If Jenny had a penis in front of her, she could have practically done anything with it and the male in question would have slathered at her feet. This was not so with women. Realising she could end up being smothered for the foreseeable future if she didn't improve her game, she started to experiment. Starting with the 'windscreen wiper' she let her tongue swing from side to side.
