He ate one sandwich; turkey on wheat and an apple. Finished, he went back over and sat on the bed. Time passed for what seemed an eternity. He th...n heard a sudden crackle from an unseen speaker, “Doing well slave?” He glanced around and tentatively said, “Yes, Mistress, can… can You hear me?” “Of course sweet,” She stated. “Now, make yourself clean, take a shower and wash your ass.” She laughed, “I want that virgin ass lickity clean.” “Yes Mistress.” The speaker fizzed silent. He went. "Jack said that auction thing sounded like fun; he's in."Jerry's eyes brightened and a broad smile reached across his face. He really had been feeling guilty. Truly, he was concerned with his wife's safety, but in reality, thought the chances of her getting raped or beat up were very, very slim. No, he felt guilty because, even though she'd never given him cause, he was still worried about her cheating on him. Of course he couldn't tell his wife that, so he emphasized his concern for her. She had started to gently hump her father’s face again without even realizing it. Now, staring at the two drooping shafts she’d just satisfied, Michaela was appalled at the thrill of arousal that snuck through her – a sort of primal feminine pride that she had fully satisfied these two virile males and their once stiff cocks.With a collective and contented sigh, the two men took a step back and looked at their handiwork. The girl’s face, hair, and chest were now all glistening with cum. Her. ‘Hello Maxwell.’ She said softly throwing the covers back to see the man in the picture she had seen looking up at her. ‘You can see me?’ he asked in surprise as he moved away from her. Melinda pushed herself into a sitting position as she flipped on the light. Maxwell was naked which didn’t surprise her since he had been having sex when he died. His ghostly cock was hard and rested against his stomach. She guessed he was about 8 inches hard. ‘Yes I can and you need to cross over into the.