As usual I followed them, picking up a flashlight that they had dropped on their way out when I heard the faint sounds of crying in the distance. Was ...t Claudette? I grasped firmly at the flashlight and sprinted my way back into the trial. As I found myself reaching closer to the sound I searched around for hooks, keeping a watch out for the creature. I snuck over, flattening myself against a fence, I could hear her crying from the other side. This was it, I knew the creature would be nearby. Now he had a breast that filled his hand, had heft to it. His mother's knocker gave when he gently squeezed and then sprang back into shape. And it was warm. Warm? Hell, it radiated heat.Marylin shifted slightly beneath her son. Suddenly, he found himself lying between her thighs. Her eyes, still heavy lidded, told him what she wanted. It was time to act.He untied her robe and spread it open. His mother wore a thin satin and lace gown underneath the thick fleece – So much for being cold. The. "Kiddo, you've been teasing me all day, going without a bra, stretching like that, brushing against my cock in the pool, leaving the bathroom door open while you showered."Shocked, she asked, "You saw me in the shower, Uncle Jason?" Yes I did. You put on quite a show for me."Oh God, Beth was taken aback. She didn't mean for him to see her pleasuring herself, and now she felt embarrassed. She didn't know what to say or do.Jason unbuttoned her sweater to expose her breasts, and spun her around to. Looking around the room and taking a deep breath to calm my nerves, I spoke aloud. "Mary-Jane...?"A second passed...then two...three...ten...nothing. I don't know too much about ghosts; I've always been pretty neutral on the subject of their existence. But wasn't there supposed to be a gust of wind? A drop in temperature? It would have been easy to tell in this sweatbox, but nothing. My heart sank a little. I guess I'm just another horny college student with an overactive imagination.I pushed.