Ok, progress, he could move around and not expect his sis to smash him through a wall again. “Something happened last night, a ... good thing, I gue...s. Mom and I wanted to talk to you about it.” And Fiona wanted to see a real, actual ghost. He left that point out.Getting closer to her increased the sensation of cold cutting to his insides. It was coming from her, no doubt about that.“Something good?” Mary swayed left and right slightly, as if she wasn’t entirely solid. A stiff breeze might have. Part of her wanted to die. Instead, she said “ Your supper’s ready. By the way, we’ve been invited out by theneighbours this evening. Only if you’re up to it”. “Yes” he smiled, “that would be nice”. She thought what he really means is ‘Thank god for that…we’ll have company and conversation and I wont have to tolerate you!’ “We’ve got to be over at number 55 by 5 to 7. I’m not sure what to wear though; if it’s casual or not” Then John’s words echoed in her head “I think you’d look fantastic in. I want to suck your cock, bend over for you, and have your babies. As many as you wish to give me, of course. I want to spread my cheeks and take it up the ass for you, too. I’m your thrall, your abject slut for life, after all! Please keep me! Please don’t send me away! I want to stay with you for the rest of my life! I can work as an anchorwoman or do something else with my life, as long as I get to stay with you! I just don’t want to ever leave your side! You can put a leash and collar on. Compl?tement fou de d?sir Marc ne se fit pas prier et sansattendre se glissa sous la table. Rapidement Amandine rapprocha lefauteuil du bureau, et Marc se retrouva ? l'?troit dans le petit espace,admirant les magnifiques jambes d'Amadine. Celle-ci ne tarda pas ??carter les cuisses pour r?v?ler une petite culotte blanche en dentelle.Marc rapprocha lentement sa t?te de l'intimit? tant r?v?e. Impatiente,Amadine lui saisit la t?te ? deux mains pour la coller contre son sexechaud et aux parfums.