I mean, if it had only happened the next day."Christina rolled her eyes. "You've been dead for five years, and that's still all you think about? Typic...l man!" All we think about," Tyler corrected her. "I notice you stayed behind too." Somebody's got to keep you out of trouble," she said with a grin."But seriously, I've seen enough movies and television shows about ghosts to know the folklore. A person who dies only becomes a ghost if he has something tying him to this world, some unfinished. I have seen the pictures and the movies and she was an angel and a teptress at the same time. It is her movements that I try to copy as I continue to twist and turn on the floor of their living room.I drop to my knees. I sit facing the big fireplace, my back to the old man in the wheelchair and his wife, and slowly I start to peel off my t-shirt. I know a t-shirt isn't all that elegant, I would actually rather wear a blouse or something even more sexy, like a corset, but they like the t-shirt.. "Can I have one more please?" She asked. I handed her one and she reached down between her legs to wipe her pussy. Not an easy job with her hands tied together. Toby couldn't help but laugh at her pushing both hands between her legs. "Right get up." Toby ordered. "I've got to go!" And he took her arm and dragged her to her feet, pulling her into the bedroom and throwing her onto the bed. "Please don't tie me up again" she begged. Toby didn't even respond as he grabbed her wrists and tied them. We lubed each other up and fingered each other. This got us both gagging for me to fuck him. I am a versatile bi guy so happy to top, but also I like to bottom too. Mark had warned me he was a cum lover and wanted me bare. He also said he rarely came whilst with other guys - a surprise to me as I thought most men enjoyed their orgasms. We discussed our sexual history and I had offered to wear a condom, but he wanted me bare. We made love with Mark on his back, his legs over my shoulders so we.