I mean what are you?" Ronja exclaimed."When I thought I was about to die, I imprinted my soul in the mirror. When I died my soul traveled to the mirro...r to become a ghost. In truth my memory of it happening is a bit foggy. Only my memories before I attached myself into the mirror are totally clear. I suspect that there must have been some time, possibly months or years, before I really died," the person in the mirror said."I thought I ended in trouble since I fucked up with the hypnotic. Actually quite the contrary, she was horny all the time, but that just made it easier to flirt with the male customers when she was working. They really were putty in her hands. Actually, she was turning into a total sex kitten—or at least she would if she didn’t have her releases. She shuddered thinking about the men she’d probably have jumped if it weren’t for Mr. Basilton. He provided her the release she needed to function like a normal girl, and in return she was absolutely devoted to him;. I really wanted to have sex so I called up my latest fling Divya.Divya was my ex-roommates girlfriend, now his ex-girlfriend. She was 27, 5’2” tall, fair, and had a figure of 33-25-33. Both of our schedules were busy, and it wasn’t easy to manage our timings. As I was staying as a guest, I couldn’t ask my friend if I could bring a girl to fuck at his flat.So, I found a workaround and just carefully organized a time when both my friend and his girlfriend would not be at home. It took me almost. .c'mon...."And then it faded into incomprehensible mumblings, as my fingers worked faster my hips started humping up, as if to push my hands more firmly upon myself. There was nothing more I wanted right then than to be fucked hard, rough. Bite marks, and hard thrusts...I'd never had sex, but I could imagine what it would be like. And I could imagine how it would feel.But imagining just wasn't doing it for me now!And my arms were getting tired.Almost there, but with no way of getting the rest.