My hands caressed his spectral body as he pounded away on me.“Such a tight, juicy cunt,” he hissed in my ear. “You are a whore.”“I am,” I ...roaned.Sophia stirred beside me. “Keep fucking me. Oh, yes.”My orgasm swelled. My body trembled. I wrapped my legs around his invisible hips, pulling his thick cock in deeper. He stretched my pussy out. I groaned in delight every time he buried into me. I shuddered and rocked in his embrace.“Cum in me,” I hissed. “Give it to me. I need it. Oh, yes. I need it. "Those ARE some great tits," I kept fingering her and playing along like it was any other post."John, look," Linda whispered, "it's Kira!" What? No it's...holy shit!" I feigned surprise. I also kept my finger in her pussy. And whether out of shock or some hidden desire, Linda kept her hand on my cock."I don't fucking believe this," she said. I tried to figure out how she was feeling about seeing very sexy pictures of her little sister on our computer screen. "I don't fucking believe this," she. I thought, at first, that maybe I was somehow giving it away that I was a guy. Then I noticed one of the guys who looked at me, caught my eye and smiled. Also, walking a little further, past a group of guys, I could feel all of their eyes on me. Of course, I thought, what an idiot I am. This is exactly the kind of look that I'm attracted to, so no wonder I'm attracting all sorts of attention. Dressing cute to attract attention, but not going too far—this could be fun. I stopped by a book store. ‘Oh Lord, ‘ she thought in shock, but decided best he come inside instead of staying out there, ‘ Do come in…’ ‘Anthony Foster, M’dame, ‘ he said gently, ‘ By Christ her voice is like an angels, ‘ he admired it for a minute, then nodded and walked into the house. It was a small one but a beauty. She couldn’t help but stare at his clothes, a long white loose silk shirt, black leggings and black boots, her brown hair made him greatly desirable, he turned around to her and smiled, ‘ I saw you last.