Instead of returning to the small,luxurious seeming bedroom he had claimed for his own, he settled into anold armchair to bide his time until they ret...urned. Hours later he wasjerked awake by friendly laughter being shared between the two men.Rising from his seat, he hurried out to the entranceway.Seeing him, a large smile appeared on Billy's face and he said, "AhhAli, his lordship were right, it's a grand place for a ghost."***They did not rush willy-nilly into their haunting endeavor,. Deep in the hard of the jungle, the Mountain Emara towers over the endless green. At its sacred feed, where the five holy streams flow into the river of Guantala lies the city once founded by the gods, meant as a sanctuary for mankind, as a cradle of civilization and the very heard of all human life: Emerial. For thousands of years, this was and still is the center of the Empire, where the decadence of the gods and rulers of the world ensure the survival of Mankind by holding back the great. “Mmm, yummy,” she said bringing her face up to mine.I turned to face her and reached behind her head, pulling her to me and kissed her.Kate’s lips parted willingly; our kiss went from sweet to lascivious in an instant as her tongue parted my lips and we exchanged spit for what seemed to be forever. My free hand pulled the triangle patch from her left breast as she straddled my leg, rubbing her pussy against me. I could feel the dampness and warmth of her crotch against my thigh.She pulled her. On my first day, I saw a familiar face. The heroine of this story. Her name was Nidhi (name changed). Nidhi truly was a bombshell. She was 5’4, her figure was 34-32-38. She was nice and curvy, enough to make any guy hard. She had long brownish-black hair which reached her lower back, and it was always in a bun. She wore round specs and used to wear tight jeans (or yoga pants when it was the evening batch) and t-shirts which highlighted those big boobs. She had curves and fat in all the right.