I don't understand Tiff what game could they be playing with a monster? I don't know, but I do know what cum is. Really what? Libby was very curious a...out all this, she also wanted to play. Well . . . Sherry, Tiff's older sister, said that when a boy has a very happy feeling, then he cums. Its like a milkshake coming from inside his body through his peepee. Oh. Libby still didn't quite understand what happened or how a monster could be involved, but she didn't say anything, in case she sounded. He went back to fingering her some more, continuing his rough finger fucking motion until her back arched, and her body began to shake. Her head rolled to the side, her face looked like pure pleasure. “That’s it baby”, uncle Steve purred to Vanessa. “Cum for me”. His words got me hot. I hardly even realized that my hands were all over my own pussy. My inner thighs were wet with my juices. I was about to cum myself. I frantically rubbed my little clit, and had an explosive orgasm of my own. I. Did he get excited when he was out of his body? Did watching her with Tim turn him on? Had he watched her touch herself, use her fingers to experience the rapture of a needed climax his kisses had demanded after their first morning run? While watching her, he could have touched her, but she couldn't remember feeling his ghostly touch except when he'd demonstrated his freaky ability that fateful morning. He could have spoken to her, too.Wait! Suddenly, she remembered a sound, a gasp of passion. Maybe that meant he wasn’t interested in me. He is married, but if I was given a choice between his wife and myself it is a pretty clear choice. He could have my young, toned, and tight body. My hot, wet, and tight sex could envelop his manhood and please him in ways that he probably hasn’t had in quite a while. I had to shake these thoughts and focus but I could feel my panties getting wetter as my mind refused to push out the sexual thoughts consuming it. I glanced out the corner of my.