I heard a noise from the cubicle opposite and looking in the mirror saw the young lad I had followed into the changing rooms leaning against the wall ...s he tried to remove what was obviously a pair of too tight jeans. As he bent down to remove them I got a lovely view of his bum clad in tight white trunks style briefs. He extricated his feet from the jeans, straightened up to hang them up and take another pair from a hangar. I don't know why, but I found myself just standing watching him. His. Her eyes were tightly closed, her breath ragged and fast. This cock inside her made her feel dirty, naughty, Impure. She knew it was wrong, that she was giving up her divine right as a messenger of the Goddesses and letting them down, but in this moment, she didn’t care. Her whole body was alive with sensations of pleasure and lust, from the sharp tingle in her nipple, to the deep, aching bliss in her pussy. Then a new feeling began to build within her from all the sensations, which began in. " But... you’re a ghost, Myrtle. You can't get dirty." But it feels dirty!"Harry rolled his eyes. He should have known better, Myrtle was a bundle of neuroses. Besides, as he soon found, running a wet soapy cloth all over her body had its positive side. It quickly turned into a full body massage with his hard, massive dick being run over her body as well as his hands. The washcloth finished up being rubbed over her pussy and was soon being pushed in, serving as an impromptu glove for Harry's. She liked the feel of my mouth on her, I know she did. But she always went stiff, and tense as I exposed and played with her sexy little body. I was sucking her plump tits know, licking and swallowing one, while I rolled the nipple of the other one. She let me do it, she did not say a word. I was so damn horny that night, I wanted to fuck my little Susan, so bad... but a deal was a deal. I knew that would be against the rules."Play with my cock honey, jack me off, go ahead, it belongs to you.