Sex With Hot Indian Ghost

He led me to a full length mirror just inside his closet. “Look,” he commanded. And I did. And all I saw was…me. He sighed. “Do you need me to...spell it out to you? Your hair is always perfect, your skin is always perfect, you have the kind of figure girls want, and, you’re mine.” And with that, he shut his door and sat down on his queen sized bed. “Come here,” he smiled. I walked over to him and sat right in front of him, leaning in for another kiss. This one was less questioning, and more. Adleson has seen my stuff. What a nightmare. Shit, I hope she doesn’t tell my parents. It would kill them. She’s running back to her house. She must think I’m a perv. Going inside without a glance back she slams the door. I wonder if Mr. Adleson will emerge to have a talk with me or maybe even to whip my ass? Waiting for thirty or so minutes nobody emerges from their house. I can’t take it anymore and head to her front door, knocking, I get no reply, no answer. I finally give up with the weight. More

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