Ursula, I trust that I’m leaving my sweet nephew, Maurice, here, in your very capable, if spectral, hands. Don’t worry, I’ll be back to check up...and touch ... shall we say, base? You’ll take good care of my beloved Maurice, won’t you, Ursy?” Lilith urged the French ghost Ursula Daucourt to look out for the best interests of her favorite angel, Maurice Koenig, the one that El Belial had handpicked to rule the world if possible.“By the way, Father has decided that we’re both Archangels now. This. .. well... in the end ask her to marry me, I suppose." That's what she thought too." What's so wrong with that? It's the natural thing when you have both said you're in love with each other, isn't it?" Think, my darling man." Think? Why? It's nat... Oh God, yes! Annette!" Yes, my sweet!" Oh, how thoughtless and selfish of me!" No! Quite natural! Relax." She rubbed her head between his shoulder blades."Oh!" sighed Richard and his hunched shoulders dropped. "Thank you, Sharon, my sweet, for. Cecilia whimpered."Dad, please touch me. Touch me where I need to be touched the most." she begged.I slowly slid my hand down across her fleshy belly. I marveled at the smooth skin. My hand traveled further now, lingering at her thighs. I am a thigh man. Always have been. I love the silkiness and soft texture of a womans skin in that most precious place.My fingers now so very lightly tracing small circles on her inner thighs sending out little sparks of energy.Cecilia took my hand and dragged. Then I tipped off him and sank into the settee, he stood up and I looked at him as I was shell shocked at the massive climax I had just received.He unbuttoned his pants and then pushed his undies down, as I looked at him I half expected him to be wrinkly but he wasn’t, he was hard and thin, but it didn’t matter he was Hard!! He approached me as I opened my legs and pulled my knickers down.He smiled at me as he entered me I gasped as I felt his cock push into my throbbing pussy, then as he laid.