Chrissy took her time, making a slow lap around Suzie’s pussy and avoiding her clit. “Oh pleeease.” hissed Suzie. Finally Chrissy gently flicked...Suzies clit with her tongue. Once, wait, again, wait, flick. Suzie started thrusting her hips hoping for more clitoral contact. Chrissy’s fingers were running up and down Suzies outer pussy lips as she teased her clit. Gradually Chrissy increased the speed of her licking and Suzie started gushing and soaking Chrissy’s face. Finally Chrissy sucked. She flipped her hair back behind her and held her head tilted to the right so that her hair wouldn't catch fire as the flaming showerhead delicately scorched the tiny hairs off her stomach and swirled its way around to her right side.She tilted her head to the left, getting her hair out of the way, again, then reached behind her and flipped her mass of hair over her left shoulder as the showerhead continued around her right side and began caressing her back. After it had completed its swirling. Heart pounding. I was gonna get found out, sent back or expelled but I kept walking. I couldn't even see anything, the water was too hot. I needed to know who was in the shower. I could brag about who I'd seen.I opened the sliding door and a hand dragged me inside. "Fuck" I shouted, but a hand went over my mouth. "It's ok. It's just me."Just me? It was her! Fucking her! The fucking hot fucking music teacher that I had wanked off to so many times before. Except now she was in front of me.. "According to my research on the history of our local area, a hundred years ago back in 1897, a spinster lady named Mary Whitherspoon was murdered by three drifters who cut off her head, then burned her house to the ground to hide their crime. They were caught however and hanged. The house was located in the Marquam Hills." I?ve never believed in ghosts before," Joan disclosed, "but now I think I do. It must have been so terrifying for you April." It was." April simply agreed. She didn?t really.