In another reality Murphy might’ve been a nun for her avocation is one of self sacrifice, self-effacement and strict obedience to a superior. The di...fference is that she relishes wringing baby-batter from a stiff cock more than a nun might enjoy scrubbing a floor or teaching an obsolete catechism to a roomful of bored 5 th grade kids. I’m imagining her as Sister Mary Murphy, from Our Lady of Bodily Charms. She ministers to those entrusted to her care and she does so joyfully, adroitly, dragging. ’He reaches down and turns the vibrator up. I’m too relieved to process his threat. The slight increase in vibrations tips me over the edge and a faint cry escapes me as I come hard, eyes shutting, my whole body going taut as waves and waves of pleasure wash through me. I shudder as the aftershocks slowly subside, slumping against his chest.‘Good girl,’ he whispers, then reaches down to turn the vibrator off—but he presses a button, and rather than stopping, its speed increases. I whine at the. Aami oke bollam tumi thamo ammi tumar chut phere tumake chod chod ke mere phelbo.Woh siskari bharti hui boli mana kisne kiya hai aaj to chudte huye mar bhi jayu to koi gam nahi magar aab mat tarpao aur mujhe apne upar khicne lagi mene apne lund par kohinnoor condom lagaya aur uski chut par tika diya aur bola dekho pehli bar dard hoga lekin 2 minute ke baad maja aayega aur phir uski yoni par apna land phasa kar meine jor se ek dhaka lagaya . Aaaaaiiiii aaaa mar gayi land hai ki lohe ki rod arre. Luckily some of them were staying at a local motel. Our three bedroom house was not big enough for all of them to stay at night.Lots of reminiscing was done around the kitchen table that afternoon. Although it was crowded I did enjoy having all the family there.Mom had been baking all day and the kitchen smelled wonderful. We all sat around the table ate cookies and drank hot chocolate. I noticed Emma didn’t seem to be enjoying herself. She sat off in the corner.I knew mom had said that her.