...The father was getting her on his bed almost every night and often Pavindra was going to watch and he masturbated visualising her. He noticed that ...he is very sensual and enjoyed doing all with his father. He was only wondering why she was not giving in to him.Well, he gathered patience and hoped one day she will let him penetrate her.One day he had to go to town and was to be back the next day. When he was returning from town the next day, on reaching their gate his uncle, father's brother. He had seen many girls of good character come west and revert to the base instincts of immorality. It was simply a question of survival in a man's world.He was also aware that when Sheriff Bat tired of her goodies and she was not longer attractive to him, he would cast her away like a piece of buffalo dung. Then, she would be only a footstep from being a dancehall slut. Her price would slowly fall from a dollar to only a single quarter. She would deteriorate into the standard two-bit western. He made her horny enough to fuck her husband two or three times a day and had been able to quickly materialize, but she had never realized he was there, he could not possess her and upon his materialization the couple had fled. Whenever the woman left the house, never to return, he would die and become invisible again to await new tenants. All the others had realized there was a ghost and since he never harmed them, had put up with his pranks and eventually named him. Then it was incest time. She poured oil on his balls and penis and rubbed them with abandon. Priya jerked his cock and rubbed it with her fingers until it became rock hard. He raised his torso from the floor and spread his legs straight. His mother placed her legs around Dev’s hips and gently wrapped him.“Do you know what this position is called” Priya asked“I don’t know”“This is called the lotus” Priya said as she brought her pussy and pressed it into her son’s hardon. They made love in that position, gazing into each.