But it was well documented that she'd come to the Americas to spirit his grandfather away, and that generation after generation of Burns wives heard h...r call on the day their husbands died. Adrian's mother had heard it herself...Now here he was, alone, in the middle of the night, in the most haunted patch of land in the most haunted state in the country during the most haunted month of the year, with nothing between him and her but the rickety walls of a tumbledown cottage that would not last. “Yes,” I said as he sat down a few feet away. He smiled at me and started making small talk. “I have not seen you here before, is it your first time?” “Yes, it’s my first time and just checking things out.” I was a little nervous and I realized that my cock was semi-erect, so I shifted my legs trying to disguise it. Maybe it was the salt air combined with the sights surrounding me. I also noticed that he was semi-erect as well. It was the first time I ever saw a penis somewhat aroused in. He drank straight from the bottle while he took off his jacket, unhooked his broad belt, unstrapped his holster and began to pull off his boots all the while watching me with smile. He reclined on the bed propped up on an elbow and continued to drink as I soaped and scrubbed. After a while he stripped off his shirt and pants and came to the tub. ‘My turn,’ he said and I squealed as he lifted me effortlessly out of the tub and set me down and gave me a kiss. ‘Ahh, still hot,’ he said and stood. I could feel him getting hard against me, his cock straining against his jeans waiting to be free. He kissed my neck slowly and placed his hands on top of my boobs and started slowly pulling at my nipples through my top. I got my legs around him as I started grinding against him my knees hitting at awkward positions but the feeling of pain and pleasure was amazing. He then opened my jeans and put his finger against my clit and started rubbing as he soon after slipped his fingers into my.