James stood in the doorway. He looked pale. "James, what's..." I wanted to ask him as I noticed the bulky guy right behind him. He pushed him into the...house. Now I saw that he carried a gun pointed at a totally confused James. Someone else walked into the house. Another guy, maybe James' age. He wore a suit and smiled at me as he noticed my surprise. "Hey Lola," he only said. Before he could say another word - I realized who it was. The bulky guy pushed James and wanted him to make him move up. This was so weird for him. Just knowing that he was fucking a ghost kind of creeped him out, but yet he knew it was possible. He read the stories of the women who had been visited by an unseen force that took them whenever it so pleased. Why would this be any different? The only difference – he was doing the fucking. He began thrusting in and out of the Kylie’s pussy, building speed and depth with each stroke. He looked back over to Aly and just stared at her, imagining that he was fucking her. Beth was shocked but why weren’t you?’ ‘Well because I know people get a bit on the side all the time. Now you are not to repeat this but I caught dad and Aunt Louise hard at it at Christmas a few years ago.’ Carrie and Beth momentarily looked horrified and then Carrie eased the tension when she said, ‘Well then, I’m no worse than dad.’ ‘Who knows, mom could have had it off with someone.’ ‘I don’t think so,’ Beth said but Carrie said, ‘Mom can look very sexy when she dresses up. As Debs says. Oh yes, mother, White Fawn groaned with her head on her fathers thigh. She grunted as she hunched her pussy back against the thumb and agile tongue. She whimpered and grabbed his thigh in a death grip as her orgasm built and exploded. She managed to keep her passion controlled, but just barely. She grunted and moaned, until her mother released her and crawled up to lay beside her husband again. Tall Elk patted the furs to his right and White Fawn crawled forward and fell, panting on their bed..