She had a lovely smile, and wore very light subtle makeup. We ended up rudely ignoring our workfriends, and ended up in a conversation about "Hannibal..., a book we were both reading. By 1am we were kissing, and I was fondling her butt. I felt that she was wearing a g-string, and commented how I liked girls wearing things...and not much else! That got the conversation round to her butt, and I praised it's curves. She came home with me in a taxi, and once we were settled together talking and. "We should always eat together like this, during summers like these ofcourse" she said as she was sliding her hand down to her cunt in a way that seemed perfectly normal. The mood was unbelivable, what we were doing without talking about was amazing. It all seemed so natural, like an everyday thing such as taking a shower or brushing your teeth. My mother was spreading her pussy lips apart and fingering herself, maintaining eye contact with me at the same time. I instinctively grabbed my rock. He pulled his dick out of my mouth. Pushed my legs round onto the bed I didnt need telling to lay down as he crawled up between my legs, hittching my skirt up, pushing my thong aside, god my pussy was soaking. He grinned as he plunged his fingers inside me, looking up at my tear streaked face he stopped what he was doing and removed his fingers, motioning for me to sit up when they were free of my creamy snatch. suck your juice of my fingers he ordered and I did. His eyes burning into me while. ” Julie didn’t want to lie anymore, but she couldn’t tell this woman the whole perverted truth. “A pregnant woman from the nineteenth century. She fornicated with her son.”“A cursed sin.” Khadra walked over to Julie. “The son was also a ghost?”“Yes. Of course.”“Most troublesome.” Khadra handed Julie the sachets. “There are four bags here, one for each family member. Have each person keep the bag on them at all times.” Khadra rubbed the poor woman’s shoulder. “I am beginning to see what we are.