Perhaps God in His wisdom blessed Murphy and said, “I made you to fuck, to be attached to a cock, many cocks. You are for man’s pleasure and for y...u to take pleasure in doing that well.” Perhaps God had a woody the day she was conceived. A shrink might wish to write a white paper on Murphy. He might divine a Freudian basis for her proclivities. Perhaps he’d wax philosophical on her rebellion against a repressive, chastising, hypocritical Catholicity where girls having ‘impure’ thoughts were. I asked her why you laughed at me in the morning, she said she saw my cock, I asked her was that good. She said like I don’t know. Then after some time, she said it would be better. I asked her to inspect my cock and say is my cock good or not. she asked “Inspect!!! how?”I said you must again see it closer and inspect. She said no I can’t, I asked why?She said I cant see your cock if that so why did you laugh at it when you saw in the morning. Finally, she said I will inspect (this is what 1%).. " The four of them left and returned to the hotel. The kissing and groping did not stop. While en-route, the girls made out while both men watched. Upon arrival to the hotel they hurried to Jim's penthouse. There, they let go and Tim began kissing her as Jim was groping her. Elle was sucking on Jim's cock. The night went on to pleasuring the flesh and switching partners and girl on girl. More and more she was introduced to Jim's fantasies, of sharing her with others. To her, as long as she was. I saw one man standing near the far side, watching the approaching boat and noticed in horror wetness dripping down his legs into a pool at his feet. His face was a grim mask of fear and he looked incapable of moving. Pirates! The term struck a chord of excitement in me, followed by sheer terror. I had heard stories of pirates. They were ruthless. They always fought to the death and gave no quarter. They took only women and c***dren as prisoners and sold them as slaves to foreign countries or.