Two hours, four drinks, 13 blocks, and endless amounts of flirting later, we were at the apartment of mister rich ass business man (formerly known as ...all dark and sexy). Specifically, I was in the elevator of a very nice building, heading up to an 11th floor suite, while the man in question shoved his hands none too lightly over my thighs and breasts and threw his tongue down my throat. Now, don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t that he was a bad kisser, it was just that after three years of the same. My chechis boobs are infront of me. I slowly moved my face, put my hand on one boob and kissed the other boobs. Sucked it squeezed it. I enjoyed every moment of sucking my sheena chechis boobs. The big boobs. My own chechis boobs. My dick was in full length and ready to break my paijama. I placed my hand on her belly and slowly untight her skirt. I removed it and now my chechi was lying only in her panties. I continued sucking her boobs and now she enjoys every moments of it and some sounds. Well, that’s what I think I was doing. But then there were two voices in my head, then one voice, and it said something about how I was free, but also, to be wary of ... and then the voice went away, and then there were the skeletons, and they were shooting...” The ghost was starting to hyperventilate, despite the fact that she was dead and didn’t need to breathe.Lata turned to face Cinder. “How would someone take control of the undead from the Dark Lord?”Cinder chewed her lower lip. “By. Linda did something to the keyboard and it sounded just like a banjo. I knew what they were going to play at that point so I just smiled and sat back to listen. They cut loose and I almost rolled on the floor at the look on Joyce's face when she heard Sandra playing the guitar. Then it was Linda's turn, and when she cut loose I thought Joyce was going to faint from surprise while listening to her daughter play. They played the long version of the Deliverance theme and when they finished you.