.12...HOLY FUCK! Fourteen fucking inches! What a cunt-stretcher!"I shoved him onto his back, hard, leaping into a slight split over his man-meat. I pr...ssed a hand to his chest and gave him a slutty smile as I slowly descended onto the awe-inspiring organ, biting my lower lip as the thickness spread my netherlips.Gradually I sank more and more of him into me, not believing the sensation that shot from my pussy to my......tits I grabbed them, squeezing my own nipples as I lower down, feeling the. I considered that to be an occupational hazard.Heather and I waited for a few more minutes, and then we pounced, grabbing the pair, roping them, and putting the bags over their heads before they had a chance to warn anyone.They muffled some outraged remarks, before we applied pressure to their necks, making them unconscious, and then removed the bags so as not to suffocate them.We took them to a cabin that we had rented under the pretext of being a married couple, and then we tied them to the. She said she knew a woman whose hair was quite grey. “Is she very old?” “No not above fifty.” That was older than my mother, and I could not think of it; but the conversation was renewed. “She has got as much hair as me, but quite grey, nearly white, and she is a nice clean woman; have us both, and you can see the black and white together.”So a fattish middle-aged woman certainly fifty and who seemed to me sixty, came; her hair was nearly white, Camille lent her stockings and chemise to make. “Ghost-san, you are wild.”“Her name is Sayuri-chan,” Yoshiko said. “And I think she believes I'm Princess Mitsuko.”“The girl she has a crush on?” Lori asked. “I bet that's why she became a futa. To fuck that princess.”“I wonder how she did it.” Yoshiko bit her lip. “Or why she's a ghost now.”“I don't know,” Lori said, stroking her dick. “But I'm still aroused. Care to help a girl out?”Yoshiko's eyes flicked up to her friend's dick, locking on it. Her pussy clenched, remembering Sayuri's cock.