At the same time that I was sucking her corporeal fingers, I slowly slid the hard length of my ethereal, metaphysical cock all the way into her equall...y incorporeal pussy, letting her feel what I felt as her imaginary body accepted me, and she came.She did more than simply come, however; she practically exploded off the bed, her body going rigid, hips lifting upward as if to meet some phantom lover’s impassioned thrusts. Her feet scrabbled at the sheet, heels sliding, her shoulders against my. She enjoyed the food and complimented me on my cooking skills. After we finished dinner and cleaning the kitchen, we started smooching right there in kitchen.We were exploring our mouth and were eating each other. We exchanged saliva and sucked the tongue of each other. My dick was already hard while having dinner. I lifted her leg up and put on the kitchen table and I began fucking her pussy. I was pounding her hard and she kept saying fuck me like a bitch. Fuck it fuck it fuck it. Fuck me. "I've run search engines on him now and then. He seems about as obnoxious as ever, but I've never come up with anything that seems to point at me. Most of what I get are news stories about him mouthing off about something or other in the St. Louis area. The church doesn't have a real web page, and I can't believe he's that ignorant about the Internet. Even if he did have a web page, I can't believe he would say anything on it that would give any indications of what his intentions toward me. “What am I doing?” she said, questioning herself in a tone of disbelief.“What do you mean?”“I shouldn’t be doing this. I’ve known you since you were a young teenager. If your parents knew what we were doing they would freak!“It’s okay,” Andrew began to reassure her, “They will never find out. Besides, I’m not that young kid anymore. I’m an adult now, almost finished with college.”“I know, but…” “But nothing,” he shushed her, stepping back. Gesturing to his naked body and full hard-on, he asked.