Murphy is a woman whose compelling desire is to be used and degraded by men and I ache to use and degrade her with the greatest of respect. I love the...paradox of Murphy and deem it astounding that sexually, she is an Irish subordinate. There aren’t a lot of those women around; she’s like rich chocolate milk served in a fine gold, Eucharistic chalice. How could I not want her? Loving her would put me in competition with her husband and I don’t wish to compete with him, I want simply to fuck his. ' My legs couldn't move fast enough as I dashed towards the dresser, retrieving the keys and running back towards the closet. The first two keys wouldn't even fit in the hole, the third wasn't the right one, but the fourth unlocked it."What the hell? Wow, didn't realize the rents were kinky." My parents are so normal. Never would I imagine they would have a chest full of sexy clothing, movies, and sex toys."Well, I think it's fair to say that my present isn't in here. Wow, Mom wears latex? I. " Leon's mind was thinking furiously, "Shit! That was close! Pulses? What does that mean?" Leon cleared his throat. "How many radios have you got?" I've got the office one in Parsons, two in SUVs in Davis, and two down near Harmin. Steve and Bert have one, Bronson has the other. The dispatch bitch couldn't raise anybody but John Bronson after we got back power. He's been searching for the missing SUVs for a couple of hours now. What a mess..." Yeah..." Leon idly looked at Amy and decided to. Are you made of sterner stuff than most boys? I hear he likes to give it rough.”What the hell did he mean by that, Sandy wondered. But Drinker didn’t offer an explanation and Sandy was too scared of all of this—what else the man would do to him—to ask.Drinker reached over beside the boy and picked up a condom packet. He took his time opening it and rolling the condom onto his cock, handling the long, thick shaft lovingly, smoothing the wrinkles out. He grinned down at the boy as if Sandy hadn’t.