Movement began slowly, a sexy rub against each other, exciting, erotic. My erection pulsed and a whole new sensation hit me, precum making her palm sl...ppery. Amelia clenched her thighs. As we moved, the slippery sensation expanded, each gentle, slow thrust spreading precum. I caressed her breast, soft squeezes, a tease of her nipple. She shuddered lightly, so sexy. Our movements stayed slow, my strokes between her silken thighs longer. To me, it felt like we were fucking, slow, sensual fucking,. Understanding what I wanted she lay down on the couch, spreading her legs wide open her engorged pussy. I paused to savour her - pale skin, dark hair, her flushed face , eyes closed in arousal, the beautiful cures of her body, her nipples taught and swollen, her small hands on her belly, her manicured brown pubic hair, that lovely pussy. I knelt down,almost overwhelmed by the musk of her juices. I started to work my way around her sex, the vulva, flicking the little area between her vagina and. She handed one to Lilly and ate one herself. After a few minutes Lilly stood up and walked into her kitchen and started making some coco adding more than her normal amount of alcohol. Once it was done she walked back into the living room and sat down handing Kelly one of the mugs. “I added a little extra flavor to this,” she said. “Thanks. Can I ask you a question?” “Yeah.” “Do you live here alone?” Lilly nodded her head as she shoved a cookie into her mouth. Kelly asked her if she had a. Were there rumors of the house being haunted? Oh, I’m quite certain of it. Everybody knew somebody who had a friend or a cousin that knew someone who had experienced something when sneaking through the house during the day or night. But no one who had directly experienced anything ever came forth, and nobody could say for sure exactly how the house was haunted. If it was. Certainly the Maxwell’s never said anything about ghosts or bumps in the night during the short year they lived there. The.