“Maybe on my neck.” I said, urging him to look. As I lowered my hand I accidentally slapped it against his hard cock. “Sorry.” I pleaded as he...turned my head using my jaw. He jumped slightly and we both chuckled. “Don’t worry about it.” He said, handing me the towel. “I think I got it all. Let me go pay my actors and get them out of here and we can go over the photos and choose the good ones.” He moved towards the door and I looked up at him like a little child. “OK.” I said rubbing my neck. He. The smile ran from her face. “Fuck you,” she spat, with a stunned look on her face. “Karen, lick me!” “Fuck you,” she repeated and sat up. She grabbed the ball gag and before I knew what was happening she had it in my mouth. Moments later it was securely fastened behind my head. I tried to kick at her, I struggled for all I was worth, but my hands were still bound and I was exhausted. She started yelling at me, calling me a slut and whore. She threw the silk top sheet over my face “because I. She rode me harder and harder moaning with pleasure bouncing down my shaft. She squealed as her pussy gushed with her juices and when she stopped with it still inside her. She looked at me with a big satisfied grin, “God I needed that, thank you.”“You’re welcome babe, happy to put a smile on your face.”She slipped off me, my still erect cock plopping on my stomach, she remained seated on me sorting her bra out and doing up her blouse, she saw the concern in my face as she reopened the passenger. . I have a very good excuse for a headache this morning." The man picked up a red bottle with some small hope of finding another drink, then tossed it with a clink onto the pile. "What did you say was wrong?" he asked again, blurry eyes seeking to focus on the wispy figure."I'm dead," the ghost whispered."And... ?" the man prompted."That's not enough?" the ghost seemed confused."Let me guess... you are new to this realm and even though Ironheart warned you, you tried hunting something other.