The ghost thought back to that family. He rather enjoyed the games he'd played with them.He was intreagued by the couples love making. The wife would ...ress up in a kind of clothing he had never seen before. It was so nice and shiny. He learned it was latex. The couple had a computer and he had learned how to use the internet.That was quite informative. much better than news papers.One night when the wife was dressed up in her body suit he decided to guide them towards the kind of play he. I saw it again a couple of days ago and I turned up at the church on a whim and sat at the back as a curious observer. I looked around, I saw you, I saw about three babies that were being christened, but I didn’t actually recognise anyone with any of them. For the life of me I don’t know why I went in the first place, I must be getting senile in my dotage.”“I saw you sneak into the back of the church. I knew it was you, even with the shaggy ‘Father Christmas’ look, your long white beard. No-one. ......mmmmmmmm…..fuck, fuck, fuck….” She moaned out as her orgasm grew even closer. I moved my mouth just a little against her pussy, and gave her clit a small bite with my teeth. That was all it took. Tanya began violently bucking up beneath me as her orgasm began ripping through her body. I quickly thrust my mouth back down to her slit, and began thrusting my tongue inside her pussy as her sweet nectar exploded from her body. I moved my other hand over her ass cheek.While I feasted hungrily. “Mattie?” Amanda’s gaze was earnest. “Do you remember the night you spent with Mark? In Glasgow?” Mattie suddenly began to feel weak on her feet, as though her legs might give way. “Yes, well, parts of it,” she felt ill. “How do you know about it, Amanda?” “I was there, Mattie. I didn’t think you remembered me. I’m so sorry, if only I’d been braver, acted faster, then maybe you’d not have been hurt. Mattie, please forgive me, please.” Suddenly, images began to fill Mattie’s mind. How Mark had.