Then grabbed her hair drier to dry her hair faster. She flossed and then used her Oral-B automatic toothbrush on her teeth. She applied some deodorant... and she was ready to get dressed.Coming out of the bathroom, she went to her closet where she got dressed. Her closet was a walk-in closet that held all of her clothes, was big enough for her to get dressed in. She closes the door and there was a mirror behind the door so she could make sure everything was in place. She dressed in a simple. I said, “Please Mausi, I love u and I want to marry you. I want to kiss you…..etc.” She looked at me and gave me a sexy smile, rubbing my dick, as she knew my condition. I ejaculated again and my Mausi drank it all. She then kissed my lips with her hands masturbating my dick. I slowly started untying her clothes. I found that she did not wear bra, as she left it in the bathroom. She only had her panty which was wet. I started pressing her small boobs which had thick nipples. Then ultimately I. While this would have been quite the lifespan for an imaginary friend, the truth of the matter was that I had simply given up on proving her existence. Miss Hachi, no matter how often I called to her, would never show herself in front of others. In fact, the only time I ever saw her would be in the fleeting reflections of mirrors and windows or perhaps the barest outline of her form from around a distant corner. In all of those instances, the brim of Miss Hachi’s hat would always be tipped. Taking my shaft in my hand I rubbed the head from herasshole to her clit and back, on the way through Ilodged my tip inside her velvet pussy. She was slickand hot and once I was inside her I glided in withease until my tight sack was pressed against her. I needed release badly, had to have release. It droveme and I picked up a fast pace immediately. Theimages from those short moments ago flashed throughmy mind and I felt myself shudder, my own cockflexing inside her.She could say nothing, only.