I could smell the wetness seeping out of my pussy. Reid helped me out of my black polyester apron, he then pushed the straps of my sundress away from ...y shoulders and tugged the dress away from my small pear shaped breasts. He stepped away for a moment to study me, pushing the lone swivel chair away from the old faux mahogany desk. “Beautiful.” He took my right tit into his hand and sucked the mocha colored nipple into his hungry mouth. He took my other nipple between his thumb and forefinger. . " BUT YOU ARE DEAD!" Yes... But dead's comparative. After-Life is real... It's complicated to explain... We can come back if there are things we wanted to do but couldn't..."'Like WHAT" Like HAVE YOU?" Are You a ghost?" Does that matter? Can I kiss you?"Kimberly stood there not knowing what to do. Could this really be happening? She knew she was a bit tipsy and her husband was asleep. Perhaps call it boredom. She was talking to a damn ghost. What would be the harm of sleeping with something. ..no I am not a cross-dresser although the idea has entered my mind a few times...LOL...So there she is pussy showing hair showing me hard and now she looks over to me and sees that I am hard, I could not hide it no way. She just keeps looking and I keep staring at her legs. She smiles at me and doesn't say a word. My wife cannot see what is going on first she was in the kitchen and when she came into the living room she sat on the same couch so she could not see my daughters pussy show.Okay so. Blood began trickling out of his right hand. ‘Well isn’t that great.’ He growled and walked to the sink to run cold water on it. It stung as the ice cold water hit the open cuts. He glanced over to see Linden crying while on her hands and knees picking up the broken glass. He watched only for a moment before the guilt of scaring her like that began to set in. He sighed and turned the water off. He grabbed a wad of paper towels and wrapped it around his throbbing hand. ‘I’m sorry. I don’t know.