It didn’t bother me too much as I always preferred his cock in my pussy but it was fun occasionally and I loved the taboo side of it. The problem wa... that my arse hole was always so tight that Tom only lasted a few moments and James’ cock was even thicker. The idea excited me but I also worried about if I could take his fat girth and if he would cum trying to get it in.James kissed me gently and I wondered if he sensed my nervousness. I turned over and knelt on all fours across the back seat,. A soft voice next to him said, “Do you think we looked like that on the hillside that night?”David spun to see Nancy standing alongside him. She, like him, was naked. David had always thought that ghosts were clothed just as they were when they died. He thought that he was an unusual ghost because he had left his clothes behind long ago.Nancy saw his shock and laughed lightly. Then she said, “Ghosts have no need of clothes. Most of the others I have met are also naked. Some want clothes and so. The scent of her perfume was design to attract men like the flowers attract the bees, her low cut tight blouse proudly showed off two magnificent mounts of tanned flesh of her over sized boobs, her micro mini skirt freely advertized her perfectly shaped ass and skimpy panties that covered less than half of it, her long shapely legs and thighs screams for the attention of men, she had eyes that were filled with lust and lips that were made to embraced the member of men. She should of step off. Her f******n year old son wasn't asleep either it seemed. Without knocking, she opened his door and stepped inside. Mark jumped at seeing his mother, tossing something over the far side of the bed. He yanked the sheets up quickly, but it didn't hide the bulge that made an obvious tent between his legs. Inwardly Helen smiled, catching him masturbating was a nice surprise. The look of terror on his young face would play into her plan nicely as well. "Oh darling, is the storm scaring you too?" She.