Again we will know.? I stood there dumbstruck for a moment. Now the wave of euphoria I’d been feeling the other day had passed the shame of w...at I had done hit down on me hard. Referring to myself as bitch, eagerly pleasuring Jasmine. This wasn’t me was it? But it felt good, I couldn’t deny that. This was confusing. I looked down at the food they had given me. It looked like dry dog food but on close inspection I noticed it was just chocolate cereal. I thought about using my hands with. I'm the freshly gangbanged cumslut in my fantasy. I didn't expect that, but it feels right. I sometimes have a slightly dominant side, but I like to be the center of attention and my submissive side is stronger. I'm left wondering what to test Dan for, but I want him to know how much I love him. I check the clock. The twins should be in bed by now. I want to hear his voice, so I call. "Hello." "I love you, Dan." "Cathy? Hi. I love you, too." It's the standard answer. "Dan, I mean I really love. [Your nose itches,] he thought. [Right on the tip. You can feel it tingling, like a feather dancing on it, poking it.] But no matter how long he stared at the man, no matter what he thought at him, his nose did not so much as twitch. Alan felt a brief flash of excitement when he lifted a hand, but it was just to adjust his cap. Letting out a low breath, Alan turned away. That obviously did nothing. He let his eyes drift around, searching the crowd. He spotted a girl waiting line not too far. I used to think ghost stories were silly, but that all changed later that night. Don't call me crazy, but I am pretty sure a ghost fucked me stupid and spread my ass open with his big fat phantom cock. My friends and I checked in, had a few drinks, told a few scary stories and called it a night. I had my own room and was pretty tipsy. If though I felt like I was being watched, I undressed and started playing with my dick and not long after that, sliding a finger into my ass. I was getting ready.