"What am I?"A concept formed in its consciousness. Ghost. It decided it was a ghost. But whose ghost? It decided that didn't matter. It was content to...be, simply, "Ghost."It took an interest in its immediate surroundings. It had no "eyes" but knew it was perceiving the reality around it as if it did. That was yet another thing it didn't fret about. None of that mattered. All that mattered was that it had a task to pursue. It realized it didn't know what that task was.If it had had shoulders,. However, there really had been changes in the situation… He took a deep breath My client passed away last weekend… Natalia, was utterly shocked, tried to speak but found it hard to speak out her worries which is for the orphanage…as if reading her thoughts the old man continued talking… I see you are worried, the orphanage will still get support each month…my client is very rich Ms Acres… Stating this as if she has every right to know…Natalia, dismissed the thought but wondered why was she. We set it up for him to approach her on monday night because that way he would have all week to fuck her , I told him that he might have to wear a rubber if she goes with it. but not worry to much about just poke a hole in and when it breaks keep going. he was cool with it . Monday night comes he meets her at the bar in the hotel around 7 pm . They have a few drinks and decide to go up to the room so he can give her a back rub that i paided for ( thats the cover story he gave her) ,( i. ************The lights caught me off guard as I at last was entering Laura's tight wet fissure, but luckily she was too far into her fantasy to turn around and disturb it so I continued to push my big black dick into that fine whore's white pussy. Even better, now I could see what I could only touch and imagine before. Not having any idea of just how big her husband was in the dick department was gonna make this dicey at best. I have fully nine thick inches of solid black meat to please any.