Her cunt was warm and juicy. The muscles lining the walls clamped down on my cock each time I pulled back. I bunched Mom's big tits together and press...d my hairy chest down on them until I could feel the hard nipples digging into my flesh."Oh, Erica, what a hot slut you are," I said without meaning to. The two poltergeists had not totally mastered their power over us. From time to time, the glint in Mom's eyes would flicker out as Erica left her body. Then Mom fully realized who she was and. Your feedback and encouragement will help me when it comes to writing fiction and fantasy. By the way, Francesca is an Italian name, so is pronounced Franchesca. On we go... --------------------------------"Fuckit! She's only got that nasty soya milk in the fridge, and you can't make a decent cup of tea with that!".I opened my eyes - Francesca was standing in the doorway to the spare bedroom of her friend's flat where we stayed last night, wearing just a long t-shirt and nothing. Maybe I could leave now and come back for them when I could. I groaned knowing it was just wishful thinking.The screeching tires and whoosh of wind from the bus broke my thoughts as I turned my head to avoid the dust and dirt blowing on me. That's when I saw the young woman and a young girl walking toward me with a smile. She looked familiar, but I couldn't place where I knew her from. The woman started to gallop faster, leaving the small girl behind her as her arms widened for a. We sat on the bed. I placed my hand around her waist and pulled her closer to me. Then I began kissing her.First I kissed her cheeks and dimple. Then I began biting her lips. She started responding and we lip locked. Then, slowly I slid my hand and removed her pallu. She was in her blouse. I placed a hand over her boob and gently squeezed it. She was enjoying it. My squeeze became harder. Her nipples went fully erect. I unhooked her blouse and removed her bra. Her two soft melons were hanging.