Matt was staring at my exposed body.“Do you like my body, Matt?”He just nodded, unable to speak at the moment.“Why don’t you come over closer,...honey?”I swung one leg over the back of the sofa, looking down and seeing that my cunt spread open with strings of juice stretching across. I reached out and grabbed Matt’s hand and pulled him over to me. Without letting go I pulled his hand to my cunt.“Oh my god! What are you doing, mom?”“Oh, Matt! I am so horny! I need your cock! I’m sorry honey, I. To get out of the uncomfortable situation, Lillian got the garden hose and sprayed her son with it. He playfully tried juking and ducking but she kept the water directly on him until he was soaking wet, and his shorts outlined his semi-erect penis.“Hey, stop that, mom!” he playfully yelled.“Relax, baby, it’s pretty hot out here,” she smiled, handing him the water hose. “Get me wet, baby.”He hesitated for a second before spraying the water just above her breasts and slowly down to her abdomen. Fuck me! punish my butthole, use my cock, whatever you want. Damn, if this is punishment, I will take it 24-7. Keep punishing my butt Allen, just make me cum!” I’d never heard that kind of kinky filth out of brian’s mouth, but he was going to get his wish. “Ok you kinky fucker, here comes more punishment!” With that, I started on 50 strokes of the leather slapper, concentrating on his lower cheeks, the sweet spot, and the last 20 all landed vertically down his sweet crack, right on that. Everything here appears real. Our senses appear to be fully active. But we know that in the real world, time travel is not practicable. Or at least not for humans. Most people do not really believe in ghosts, yet the apparition that we saw certainly seems to fit the definition that we accept about ghosts. It was when the apparition cornered us in the front hallway and metamorphosed into a human that everything 'altered'. It was at that point that we appeared to move into these bodies, that the.