“Oh, God!” she cries. “That’s right, little ghost, but I prefer Xero.” I build up a rhythm of slow, deep thrusts that elicit throaty moans. Her grip around my cock is so tight it borders on painful. Fucking her ass is intimate, raw, intense. A paradise I never knew existed. My hand slips from her waist and over to the dildo I left on the dressing table. Picking it up, I guide it to her wet pussy. “You’re going to take my cock and my dildo,” I murmur against her neck. “Can you do that for me, little ghost?” She gasps, her body quivering with anticipation. “Oh, fuck.” “That’s right. I’m going to
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