I couldn’t look into her eyes, knowing that we had broken a rule, so I switched positions and got behind her. I started slamming my dick into her fr...m behind. I reached forward and gave her breasts the attention they deserved while she moaned and pushed her ass against me.The buildup was too intense for me. My balls were screaming for release. I reached under her and rubbed her tummy. She suddenly froze and screamed. Half a second later, I emptied my balls into her thirsty vagina.We were both. I'm just inside of Ms. Towson's body. I...kinda possessedher cause...I'm a ghost." I stopped talking and let the words sink in. Mymom's face was full of tears and my dad's was bright red.They both sat in silence for what felt like forever. The only sound madewas the sniffles from my mother trying not to burst into tears. I decidedI better say something else before they freak out. "Look, I know it'scrazy but I-" NO! NO RITA!" my father bellowed, slamming his fist on the counter. "Youdo not have. We had long sustected that his obsession with the church and local church school had something to do with a certain teacher, whom for a woman in her mid to late 40's wasn't so terrible to look at-definetly fuckable. She and dad both claimed that nothing was going on between them, and honestly I doubted there was really. He had problems maintaining an erection due to heart complications, his knee caps were more or less gone, his back had been nearly broken in the accident so he could neither. She was mom and dad's pet. She was spoiled and she was given everything she wanted. She never had to work for anything. Everything was handed to her on a silver platter."Denise added, "We want nothing to do with her. She came and everything changed for us. Mom and Dad struggled while we grew up, but then they got ahead and things were going great. We had a new house, a new car, new clothes. Then she came home and it all changed. Money had to be put back because they had to save for her too. She.