"I'm not gay daddy, I'm bisexual, I love cocks just as much as pussy's" KATIE!" Daddy don't be so old fashioned, it's the twenty first century now you... know, I may be only eighteen but I'm a grown woman with a body and a mind to match, I love sex, I can't get enough of it"She sat for a moment, deep in thought, then said quietly,"And if I'm going to be eliminated because of that fucking bitch, I'm gonna do a lot more fucking very quickly!"I suddenly felt very angry at the situation we were in, I. Who the fuck is this?Rudra (flustered): Uh…Savita, this is Myra, a student from University-Myra (interrupting): -I’m his muse.Savita: You said I was your muse!Rudra (hesitating): Both of you are my muses! Myra represents the muse of youthful beauty. You represent the ideality of womanhood.Myra: What about my essence? You said I was special! Did you tell her the same? Let’s find out.Myra took off her top and knelt between Savita’s legs. She licked Savita’s pussy. Savita gasped in surprise as she. Leavenworth was the senior captain of the sugar brokers Father dealt with and known to Father and to Grace from his frequent calls on the island. Drake, first mate of Mercy, had been with the ship almost as long as Captain Leavenworth.Their cabin was a large one, divided into two sections with a heavy cloth hanging. One section boasted a substantial bed for Sandrine and Amélie. The other had a single bed, almost a cot, for Gérard. Despite the apparent intimacy, it was a common arrangement and,. "Nothing," I sighed, thinking my dad had fucked my girlfriend half an hour after they'd met and I still hadn't fucked her! It didn't seem very fair and Stacy was making it sound like I'd never get to put my dick inside her. I'll admit I didn't have a really big one, not even close to her eight inches of thick, black meat, but I still wanted to use it for more than just jilling off."You're kind of sensitive, aren't you?" Stacy sighed with a warm, happy smile. "That's good. I like that in a pussy.