His eyes left her pussy, traveling up her toned belly, unabashed by the tan line from her low riding bikini, up to her freckle splashed chest, looking...at each small, pink nipple in turn, then raking his eyes up her neck to her perfectly formed lips and to her lust-hazed blue eyes. Michael saw those eyes weaken, their resolve melt away, and a hot, liquid lust over power the last of his wife’s senses. Without a word or rehearsal, the couple moved as one. Joy pushed herself up on the counter top,. "Argh!" the machoke cried, staggering back as he clawed at the sticky black goo that clung stubbornly to his face, "Get off, bad ghostie!" Ha! Not until you stop calling me that!" replied Wraith, oozing part of his body towards the device on the machoke's head as he clung tenaciously to his face."Foolish ghostie!" growled Tashiro, dropping to his knees and flinging his head forward."What are you-?!" began Wraith, only to feel the front bumper of the police car pass through him, and impact. I guessed from her facial appearance that she had a bouncy personality and a sugary voice. Not content to be just another drone, she had sexy perky titts and wore vibrant clothes. As for my case, I am a 31 year old simple and average looking guy with an exceptional I.Q but so submissive to women. When this girl walked towards me, my jaw hit the floor. Her walking was too classic. I felt like I had met the girl of my dreams. She took a nearby seat by my side and once again, we locked eyes. She. Now.”The beautiful chesnut-haired girl grasped quickly a the sheet covering her and slipped around J*Kohle, almost slamming the door in her haste to follow the directions of those words.Immediately, her husband began to speak. She didn’t hear his words. Maybe he spoke for 5 minutes, maybe for an hour. It didn’t matter. She crossed the room and stood over him. When she saw the plea in his beautiful eyes, she hissed again.“You sicken me!”This time J*Kohle did scream, and struck him hard. She hit.