She didn’t know what else to say – it would feel weird to just blurt out ‘I need to get fucked’!“Hi.” He replied, smiling. He opened the d...oor wider and stepped aside. Heart pounding, Ashley walked in. He shut the door behind her. She took a deep breath, looking at the floor nervously. She looked up at him, trying to think of something to say. What she saw in his eyes was pure lust.He put his hand on her cheek and bent towards her. His lips touched hers, and they kissed softly. She opened her. ”“Blow by blow?”“Blow by blow by deep-throating blow.”By the end her face was flushed, and she said, “And you didn’t jerk off?”“I know the ghost wanted me to, but I wanted to save it for you.”“Wise man, and you do know how to make a woman’s heart leap. But yes, you shouldn’t just do what a spirit tells you, no matter how sweetly and seductively she urges you to. You could end up possessed! Or drained, like by a succubus or something. If you were Jewish I’d warn you about dybbuks, but I guess. That is what happened. Dad drove his dick into my crazed pussy over and over. I was having one orgasm after another. Dad did lower his face and he found my hard nipples. He chewed on each one. I had to bring a hand to my mouth to stop screaming. I have no idea how long we did it there in the dark. I felt my Dad's body tense up. He pushed in hard one final time and he sprayed me with his cum.I nearly did cry out. My Dad wasn't wearing any protection and I wasn't on the pill. Daddy shot his hot. She can feel a damp patch as she slides her hand down her tight lacy lingerie, and the wet patch of the delicate cotton fabric peels away from her sweet lips. She returns her attention to her perfect little love bud and starts to rub it again only with none of the finesse of before. She rubs it in rough little circles as if she has an uncontrollable itch. She rubs it harder and faster, the sweat building up on her head as she frantically polishes her sparkling jewel as if it is a precious.