You give into the pleasure of ghost. He was your lover once. You feel sad when you think about how angelic he was right before you killed him. He could have saved you but you did not wish to be saved. You wanted the power. Maybe if you are with him again you might have a new choice.
He suckles you and you try to sense where his body is. You blindly stroke his body and encourage him with breathy moans. You lay back and feel his body upon you. You close your eyes and picture the angelic youth. You remember every detail of his body and cock as you feel his ghostly penis enter you. He feels surprisingly heavy on you but you don't open your eyes.
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