He didnt hold it there though the way Alan had. Instead, he pumped it in and out really fast and as he did so, I felt Alan getting a lot harder inside...of me like it was really turning him on to watch his friend face fuck me so hard. After a couple of moments, they started talking to each other, stopped what they were doing, and told me to get on the bed. From there, Alan pulled me to the edge so that my head was hanging upside down off of the edge of the bed. Then, he got on the bed with me. ” “Help me, please…” The ghostly voice came once again. This time Andrea shouted back. “Who are you? Where are you? What is it that you want from me?” “I’m lost.” “LOST? Aren’t you trying to get to shore?” “I miss my husband.” MISS YOUR HUSBAND? WHERE ARE YOU? DO YOU NEED HELP OR NOT?” “I miss my husband.” The voice whispered again “Well I have never married.” Andrea admitted with some pride. “Pity for you.” Andrea tried to ignore the ghosts mocking attitude, and decided to try another tactic.. Her home is little bit far away from my home. It is between the forest .she is living with her old grandmother only. Her parents are at states. She is black in color an well shaped like village beauty. Really I like her boobs too much. From the beginning of our teenage life I comment about her boobs as “milk diary”.We are that much close that we seen each other topless so many time. She is always saying that my boobs are like tweety bird. That much cute.It is on Friday. As normally I went to. I groaned, getting so close to that. Just so close to that moment of erupting.“Gods, yes,” I groaned and adjusted their lusts.Iliasa popped her mouth off my cock. Their three hands flew up and down my dick as their three faces pressed tight together, framing Mother Sianili. They stared up at me, begging with their eyes as they fisted my cock.“Cum on our faces!” they moaned together. “Shower us!”“Oh, do it,” Lasla purred.“Yes, yes, yes,” my twin sister moaned.“Gods damn,” I growled, the pressure.