Chapter 8 by street0

What's next?

Becky's unfinished business

"I have unfinished business, Alison," Becky continued. "I died before I could reach my orgasm, so I am cursed to walk this earth as a ghost until I can climax. Can you help me come, Alison?"

"Are you saying that if I send you to heaven with my tongue, you'll literally go to heaven?" Alison asked.

"I didn't say that," Becky said and smiled mysteriously. "All I know is that I will be free."

Alison found Becky strangely alluring. She reached out and pulled the ghost girl to her, kissing her again. The taste of the sweet ghostly lips made the world melt away. Becky kissed her back, and then the ghost girl left a trail of ectoplasmic kisses down Alison's nude body to her pussy. Becky was as willing to give as she was to get.

Alison's entire existence rearranged itself as the ghost's lips and tongue pleasured her and kissed her sensitive thighs, pubic mound, lips, and clit. She had never been kissed that way before, and she melted before Becky's skillful ministrations. Soon, Alison was moaning, about to reach her own edge.

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