"It's big, isn't it?" Myrna interrupted Joan's inspection of the gigantic organ.
"Big enough," Joan answered the woman, mimicking the words and tone of Myrna's earlier remark. "Do you f**k him, Myrna, or just watch?" Joan turned her gaze coolly on the woman.
"f**k him, my dear." Myrna raised her eyebrows in mock horror. "What do you think?"
Joan did not answer but instead placed her lips against the blunt-ended horse c**k and murmured something to herself.
"Would you like to watch me f**k him, Myrna?" Joan asked with the back of her head to the older woman.
"If that's what you want," Myrna replied, now even more unsure of what to make of Joan. The girl seemed open to anything, and therefore Myrna could not find a way to blow her cool.
"I don't really care if you watch or not," Joan i
