It was tanned and split open; but it still had its face and tail. Fully intact pelts really excite me to end. I love to fantasize that the a****l can ...eel my hand gripping it as I wrap it around my unbathed dirty cock. I could see some cum stains on the fur. This wasn’t the first time that fur enjoyed a rough ride. I d****d it over my right hand and smiled as I looked at it. Saying sorry little guy I am sure this is not what you expected in your afterlife. My cock was at full attention as I. A slightly crooked smile, with just a hint of white teeth,peeping from behind the lips. I suppose I should be surprised to be able tomake out such detail, but, despite all sanity, she still…glows. Maybe "glow" isthe wrong description. She…radiates. She is brighter and more distinctthan the world around. "Come here." I start, my body feeling a jolt of shock. Do ghosts talk? Do they not waftethereally about and look sad and vanish? Don't they moan? They don't talk,and they certainly don't have. That’s the moment I freak out, and also the moment the toy beings to really fuck me.I’ve had sex with men before. Not a lot. Didn’t love it, didn’t hate it, never minded it much and never minded that it didn’t blow me away. I’ve felt the push of a man against my insides. One or two even made love to me and it was… nice.None of them ever fucked me like that toy fucks me. It’s all big, hard, deep strokes that crash against my insides and I have nowhere to go, I can’t wriggle or pull back because. He was just as polite as his wife but immediately I could tell he had eyes for Anna. We sat with Susan and John and chatted about allsorts and I felt my nerves disappear as the vodka red bulls started to take effect. The women went off to toilet leaving John and I alone to talk. He told me how beautiful he thought Anna was and how he hoped we would to take things further tonight. When the wives returned Susan quickly sat next to me in Anna’s seat and Anna sat next to John. Susan placed her.