Kimberly would like to return the favor.

“John…” Kimberly moans, finally breaking her **** lock around your neck, “I think it’s only fair if I return the favor.”

Kimberly drops to her knees, taking only a few seconds before she has your pants and boxers stripped to your ankles.

“Oh my God, I didn’t know I’d be sucking a horse cock today.” She giggles as she wraps a small hand around half of your giant member’s circumference, attentively licking the sensitive angry purple glands.

“My goodness John, I’ve never seen anything like this! It’s freaking huge!” She blushes, noticing its monstrous length inch by yet another inch.

“It’s okay Kimberly. You really don’t have to do this.”

“I want to John, I just don’t know if I can without having to unhinge my jaw.” Kimberly laughs fixing her glasses on her face before looking up at you.

Something from the corner of your eye catches your attention again but this time it is gone before you can get a clear view. At that moment Kimberly slides her mouth over the head of your cock sucking on it like a sucker.

“Oh shit, that feels real good Kimberly.”

“MMMmmmm…” Kimberly responds placing a hand between her legs giving her clit a slow methodical rub.

Taking the compliment as incentive, Kimberly sucks the tip of your cock into her mouth sliding her tongue around the purple head while the hand she has on you cock begins to stroke the length. The feeling is so incredible that you close your eyes and wrap your fingers in the tresses of her ruby red hair, wanting nothing more than to plug your pole deep into the little girl's sucking throat. The thought is quickly abandoned though as you open your eyes and realize the unrelenting specter once again appears in a mirror just in front of you.

No, wait that isn’t a mirror, it’s the real ghost.

“KIMBERLY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!” The apparition screams, as if pissed by the girl’s behavior.

Kimberly suddenly jerks off your cock and pivots around on her heels. “Ben… I… well… I… just… Ben, I’m so sorry, please forgive me!”

You can do nothing except for just stand there as the events unfold around you as Kimberly’s hand continues to unconsciously stroke your cock.

“Kimberly, I asked you what the hell you were doing! You’re fucking sucking some dude's cock and even though I caught you, you’re still jerking him off. I always knew you were a fucking slut!”

Kimberly immediately pulls her hand away from your cock and stands up. “Ben. Please, just listen to me for one second. I got so scared when you took off without me. Then this man came by and well, one thing lead to another… I’m sooo sorry, Ben.”

“Why don’t you just keep sucking his cock you little whore?! You seemed to be enjoying yourself immensely. In fact, why don’t you just fuck him like a fucking tramp?! God you fucking disgust me!”

“Ben… I… I… I love you Ben. Please.”

“Shut the fuck up you little cum slut.”

Kimberly makes a move toward Ben opening her arms wide in hopes of an attempt to hug him. Before she can wrap her arms around his body, a loud slap echoes throughout the room. Kimberly’s body spins comically around before hitting the ground as her glasses smash against a funhouse mirror. You immediately step toward Ben intending on bashing his face in before Kimberly holds her hand out and tells you to back off.

“Get the fuck up bitch, we’re outta here!” Ben spits before removing his mask revealing a pimpled, skinny little brat staring you down. “Don’t you ever come near my girl again!”

“John… can you… can you help me up.” Kimberly weeps as you notice a drop of blood fall to the floor.

You are quickly at her side pulling her to her feet. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just got a bloody nose. It will stop bleeding soon.”

“Come on you stupid bitch, I said lets go. Don’t make me bitch slap the hell out of you again!”

Ben pulls his hand back again making Kimberly cringe against your body. You immediately grasp the teen by his ghost outfits collar with your left hand as you hold Kimberly tight against you with your right hand. Pulling him inches from your face, you sneer evilly into his eyes.

“Back the fuck off you little piece of shit before I break your fucking neck!” You hiss before flinging his body back against a mirror, breaking it with the impact. His body slumps to the ground and he appears slightly confused either by the speed at which the situation turned or by the pure **** at which his body slammed against the mirror. Perhaps some of both, but either way… that little shit Ben wasn’t about to trouble you anytime soon.

“Are you okay?” You ask again looking down into Kimberly’s chaotic green eyes.

“I think… I think I ruined your shirt John.”

You notice your shirt is stained with her blood making it appear as though you had just got out of a bar fight. You wipe a small speck of blood from her upper lip adding it to your shirt.

“Don’t worry about it sweetheart, I’m just glad you are okay.” You answer her suavely.

Ben stubbles to his feet and looks over to his girlfriend. “Thanks for ruining my fun Kimmie. Are you ready to go yet?”

“Listen Ben… I think maybe…” Kimberly starts to explain.