For this reason, she sold the house really cheap, about one-hundred-and-fifty grand, which is not bad considering the ten acres of land and the three-...housand square foot home. The house is two stories and completely furnished, mostly with old antique furniture.I write this to document the strange occurrences going on in this house since I moved in. I never was one to believe in ghost stories or anything of the paranormal but over the past month, this house may make me a believer.Night 1During. She wasted no time as she wrapped her tong around the base of my cock and sucking each of my balls as if they were candy. Her lips were like velvet as she glided them up and down my shaft. She wrapped her tong around the head and that was more then could stand. I grabbed her by the head and plowed my cock down her throat and pumped away like a madman. If I ever thought that I was in control I was fucking wrong Lynn loved suck to cock and she was going to finish me off when she was ready and. " Was all she could say when I suddenly grabbed hold of her hair, turned her head towards me and started slapping her face hard, back and forth several times. "You like pain bitch?' I said to her. Marci had tears staring to well up in her eyes as I slapped at her face. Moving a bit more forward, I stopped slapping at her face, "Let's see how you like this whore" I then said to her as I now turned my attention to her tits. The first slap across her tits made her cry out in pain and she tried to. They both were interested in giving the pleasure to each other. They were not selfish. I saw a great chemistry between the two young people at work. I was greatly delighted to see their compatibility with each other.Now while suckling at her left nipple, the guy slowly unbuttoned her jeans button and unzipped the jeans. The girl didn’t protest at all. Oh my god! What was going on? Was I going to see full-blooded love-making session right in front of my eyes only a few inches away? I couldn’t.