My excitement coating my upper thighs as I press them against each other, unable to help my response as he renders me helpless. Then I feel another ro...e sliding around the top of my thigh and minutes later my legs are bound tightly together. I can’t move my arms or legs, can’t speak, and can’t see him. I’ve never been so excited in my life and it pulls a shiver that sets my nipples to flaring with heat once more. I stand there and the silence fills the room. Fear begins to sink in, not about. .there cannot be an explanation…am just so sorry..you have to trust me ..please…I …we will never let this happen again..It was all my fault.. I will move out with the kids..Saying this she broke down…tears flowing out..She was genuinely guilty, she was embarrassed that she came into our lifes, she was embarrassed of what she had done to her sisAnusha was quiet all along..she now looked at me, as if it was my turn to apologize and plead..indeed it was, I took cue and opened up..Me : Anu..am. I did.But how could she tell her friend that not only had she seen a ghost in the girls’ bathroom, but said ghost was a futa and had taken Yoshiko’s cherry. The lesbian schoolgirl had twice popped into the bathroom after her ghostly encounter to probe her fingers into her pussy and feel how open she was. No more hymen covered her sex’s entrance.And she hoped for a second haunting. She yearned for that futa-ghost’s girl-dick to fill her again.Yoshiko could still picture the ghost clear as day.. I placed my hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her to her knees. She may have been a virgin thirty minutes prior, and had absolutely no other sexual experience, but she needed no instruction on what to do next. Holding my cock with one hand, I think more for stability than anything else, she enveloped the head with her mouth and proceeded to take at least four inches of the shaft into it as well. Forming a very tight ring around it, she moved back and forth, looking up at me for some sort.