Leere was yet not in a position to generate arousing images in her mind. He could not use his own magnificently sculptured body as Marie could not see...it. So he used the only stimulus available: Marie’s own body. Leere’s physical form dissolved and his spectral mist entwined around the body of the young woman.Marie covered herself in a lather of soap, as the Leere’s ghostly tendrils snaked around her in a firm lustful embrace. As the young woman began to wash herself down, her hands seemed to. My head was now spinning at just the thought of a women handling my bare member. Se placed a hand around my 8” inch manhood and slowly started playing with it and gave me a look that nearly made me cum right there.Her hand slid smoothly up and down my rock hard pecker, “i’ve never seen anyone’s so hard!!!” “well,” she said softly, “let me tell you that you have a magnificent erection. Meanwhile i started opening the nuts of her blouse when in a small sweet little girl’s voice, she asked coyly,. She too put them on but was careful not to make a show of it like Maisey did. I was sitting on the bed feeling a little let down when she came over and stood in front of me. "Put your hand up my skirt." she said. " I want to feel what its like to have a man run his fingers over them." I put one hand on the outside of each leg. I slowly ran my fingers up her skirt. It was electric. "You've got soft hands - not like my Eric." she said with her eyes closed tight. I moved one hand to the inside. "I heard you talking to Mrs. Ford," he said. "Sit down, Sean." He gestured toward the pair of chairs in front of his desk.When we had both settled into our chairs, he steepled his hands, the tips resting lightly against his moustache, as he gazed at me with an expressionless face. I felt fidgety, but I concentrated on sitting still, wondering why he didn't begin.Finally, he dropped his hands. "What can I do for you, Sean?"Now I was confused. Certainly he wanted to yell at me, tell me what a.