"Which is what?", Roberta asked."You all remember the ghost that we were running from last night, just before we found ourselves here?"They all nodded..."Did any of you get a good look at him?"They all shook their heads to indicate that they had not."Well, I did. That ghost is our host, Mr. Westervelt, Anne's father."The silence was expected. They all looked at me with their mouths hung open in shock.Finally, Roberta said, "You're absolutely sure?" As positive as I could be. He was right in front. Tears streamed, spit poured seemingly in buckets out the sides of her mouth coating his cock. Choked from his engorged dick wedged in her throat, Janey gurgled and struggled for breath.Not taking my cock out of her mouth she got on her knees on the seat and Brian and I unzipped and wrenched her shorts down past her hips. Her cunt was soaking wet, her round, juicy ass not a foot from Brian’s face. While still driving with only his left hand on the wheel, Brian plunged his fingers of his right. More

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