They got a whiff and started sniffing around to see where there was more of that stuff. I just held my dress up and carefully scanned the area as they...homed in on my puss. At first they just tentatively sniffed at it but one of them snaked out his tongue and the other followed suit. Once they got started there was practically nothing that would stop them. They were pushing and nudging each other to get a better vantage like two pigs fighting over last tit. It was heaven for me and I climaxed. “Did you cum so hard that you passed out?” Lori asked, noticing the spurt of cum shooting from Yoshiko's dick. “Was it the ghost? Did she cum in your asshole?”“Yes,” murmured Yoshiko, not unconscious after all. Her eyes fluttered open. “Oh, that was nice.”“Yeah.” Lori sighed and looked around at her carpet. “My mom is going to kill me. It's ruined. How much did you cum, Yoshiko?”~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Chris panted as the unconscious Miyu lay on him, her glasses hanging off of one ear.. Of course, I have been wrong before.The wind continued to pick up; I needed to start looking for shelter before it got too bad. I didn't see anything that would be useful. The wind and sand finally reached the point where I had to do something. There were not any trees within view and no hills worth worrying with. I figured that my only choice was what I could make myself.I never heard of it being done before, but I had an idea that might save us. I dismounted and hitched my horse to some brush. Her legs and mussed up lips she realized she could shower off. She scrambled for her shirt and pulled it over her head and onto her torso. She thought to at least soak up the obvious puddle of cum still found on her vagina. She sprinted to the sink, wetting a paper towel and wiped off the floor and chair. With these actions completed, she sees her mom's car pulling into the driveway. Chair, check. Floor, check. Clear history, check. Self? Shit! Dashing up the stairs, she threw her pajamas under.