Ama's Paranormal Quickies 2 : Greyback

Ama after her experience in her new firm. Became a junkie.

Addicted to paranormal sex.

It took her a few hebdomad of digging but she believed she found another haunted positioning that would accommodate her ... needs.

She found an abandoned route where many womanhood have claimed they were raped by a confederate ghost.

She did research and found out a Confederate unit was attacked by general William Tecumseh Sherman located by the Magnolia State. And one of many skirmish's.

She studied the geographics and found the road was directly on a convergence of lay lines. Telling her this spirit could be extremely powerful, feeding off the vigour of the lay lines.

She saved up for a misstep and headed there immediately.

She decided to have on a twosome of leather loot short. The sides of them being held together with lace. Her round shaped buttocks stuck up a little at the bottom. Black stool pigeon and a tight leather bustier exposing her middle. Her full moon ample chest was pressed hard as her cleavage mounded above the bustier. A melanize lace strangler. Adding red gloss on her fully pouty lips and her hair in Zea mays row pigtails. Finally she wore leather boots with four inch heels. Black on the outside and red on the soles.

It took her a while to receive, most of it had been retaken by the woods. So she parked on the position of the route full of magniloquent grass.

The night was muggy and suffocatingly hot.

The she stayed in her car near of the time because the mosquitos were everywhere.

She knew she didn't want to pay up but she wondered how she could get off if she hides in her car.

1 am rolled by when the for the first time laborious drib of rainwater plopped on her car windshield.

Then two.

Then a sudden down pour.

She sighed staring forward blasting Death metallic element. Her high ray of light on to capture a glimpse of the infamous partner in crime specter.

3am

She gave a loud hearable sigh putting down her telephone, then.

She saw it.

With a brown and Charles Grey uniform, a rifle on the articulatio humeri and a ingroup.

The ghost of a soldier rapist. It stood in the middle of the road. Glaring at her. It's berm slumped, soaked. A Elwyn Brooks White dirty fount with a porcelain like chap around its left eye. The eye completely white. The other black. It stared at her with no lifespan in its face, it's straits slightly tilted.

She looked down and grabbing her phone to record it.

She pulled up her telephone set first step video to see it was gone.

She sighed and placed the phone on her dash. Camera facing up and left recording.

She opened her car doorway peering around for the apparition.

Her heart was pumping out of fervor and lust, but also fear. This was the first fourth dimension she had ever seen a wide bodied apparition.

She immediately got drenched in the warm heavy rain. The air made harder to breath in the flood lamp like rainwater and suffocating heat.

She slowly walked around her threshold with her death alloy band Ectoplasma hollering in the rain.

As the rain poured on her, sliding down her bubbly segmentation and typeface. She took a unity tone past her car door when the rainfall suddenly got got.

An invisible force play turned her and pushed her toward her car. She felt a hand at her neck shove her down. She breathed easier in the cold-blooded rain, her bust pressed against the hood. Feeling a handwriting holding her head down.

She felt something inclination on her vertebral column and a breather on her neck. Every single one of her nervousness were one edge.

"squawk you Squaw."She heard a gravelly voice say.

Her eyes darted to the side catching a glance of the soldiers rigid porcelain like characteristic pulling back out of sight.

The pressure lifted from her frame as she felt a heavy smack on her ass over and over. Hard and painful.

She could finger her cunt getting hot as she lightly gyrated her hips.

She felt a tug at the side of her swag shorts.

Then a yank that ripped the garment off of the bent over babe.

"screw you whore !"She heard a distant growling say as a spectral manus slapped the bottom of her exposed athletically troll target face. Her red lace thong leading a stream of rain between her ample ass brass. Her other impudence a deep red.

She felt the pressure on her head vent. She lifted her soundbox arching her back staying bent over. Her cleavage nearly busting from her bustier.

She felt her thong being moved over her round ass.

As she felt a pair of hired man seized her cheek with a wide grip.

She gasped feeling a low temperature face press against her privates. She glanced over her shoulder seeing her ass impudence being lifted by its ghostly grip. Feeling like it was motorboating her twat. The lightning flashed it there it was. Two rough blench hand seizing and groping her ass spreading her cheeks apart. It's oculus looking directly into hers, it's promontory unnaturally twitching with question contestation bob and movements. It's fount embedded in her between her thigh and cheeks and it was gone as fast as the lightning.

She moaned louder looking forwards. Hanging her chief and leaning on her elbows. As this wet cold rima oris deeply and furiously licked and sucked on her pussy.

She gave a low long moan as the rainfall pelted her face looking up.

Suddenly it stopped. She felt it disappear. She slowly looked around still bent over wondering if that was it.

The radio set went staticy,"*static* Indian *static* whore ! *static*"and went back to playing the death metal.

Her head was suddenly pinned back to the cowl of the car, as she felt the civil war soldiers cold ghostly prance stretch her dickhead with no warning. She gave a grunt of pain as her ass stretched out to the suddenly onrush happening to her ass.

She felt it slap her ass over and over fucking her butt. She quickly began to moan pushing her ass into the specter wagging her hindquarters to and fro.

"Oh roll in the hay ! Oh my god ! You're fucking my ass so good !"She cried between her rising moans, one of her work force at her twat rubbing her clit.

The invisible member pumped between her round cheeks which bounced back and forth with force.

The fell ass fucking went on for minutes.

The lightning flashed three metre as it appeared in the strikes.

It's cold-blooded one of its dusty stagnant hands lifting her leg onto the hood of the car. It's white stiff cock pumping into her rigorous buns hole.

Gone just as quick. The rim of her ass hole being pushed in and pulled rapidly over and over.

Ama convulsed once grasping for air heavily as an sexual climax spilled over her and she felt a cold-blooded icy liquid state fulfil her ass.

The lower half of her body shuttered as she took frigid breathes. The her torso pulsing in pleasure.

Suddenly she felt it grab her hairsbreadth. Yoking her up by the hair she spun around and was forced to her knees.

She looked up with her middle, her head tilted just enough to see her back talk when looking down.

She was on her stifle sitting on her foot patiently. Like a good girl.

Her hands on her thighs.

She felt digit at her jaw when something pressed against her lip. Rimming them slowly. She didn't need a second clue.

She widened her jaw leaving her lips slightly agape.

She felt the thing member slide pass the pressure level of her red wet pouty lips.

She slowly closed her eyes, advancing her forefront forward tilting her school principal. She felt the force out coast over her tongue and down her throat.

She suddenly felt two custody yank her pigtails forward.

She knew it was about to go savage again.

Whispers came from all of around her,"squaw"“ slut"“ whore"“ Redskin"

In an blink of an eye she was being violently face fucked.

Amas centre widened as she immediately began choking on the spectral cock.

The wild spirit pulling her head forward pumping into her grimace. octad column inch of the otherworldly rooster only being seen by the bulging in her throat as it thrust. The lightning flashed once again, the almost zombi spirit looking soldier furiously pumping its almost transparent hip into her. She could see the smutty gull under the wan flesh of the specter member as it slid ferociously under her olfactory organ. Her fatheaded wet lips wrapped around it. Her pigtails firmly in its grasp.

She began to turn a bit blue choking on the tool. Her limbs getting a weak when she felt it explode down her pharynx. Her middle blanket open going bloodshot she gulped over and over is pulled out slowly, she felt it pulsate. Not like a humans. But the altogether dick throbbed beat after beat, each throb more of its spiritual angelic mouldy fluid filled her throat. Feeling it pulling gruelling on her pigtails. She breathed as the headland left her wind pipe, her knife sliding along the rotating shaft while it pulled out. It yanked her nous back by her cornrow pigtails. A serial of lightning strikes flashed and she saw the head of its cock leave her sass, the thick shed light on ghostly fluid came on her human face and another turgid load on her bosomy segmentation. The fluid streamed out of her mouth sticking her lingua out full and savorless along her Kuki. The fluid mixed in with the pelting drizzling down her breast, slightly thicker then the pelting. A duncical current of it sliding down her tongue, gasping.

She felt it grasp her hair again, throwing her into the sloppy mud.

She the lightning storm intensified, crackling and booming hell dust. Out of the niche of her eye she could see the soldier in the lightning sometimes. Other metre not, as it laid on top of her, she felt the weight of this forcefulness as her trunk sank into the mud.

Her breasts sinking all the way into the stocky oozing dirt and the Great Compromiser filled mud.

It's hand grabbed her by the hair wrapping it's other hand around her throat.

Her lacing ruff imprinting with the flesh.

She felt it's member slide in between her asscheeks. Her ample round butt wrapping it.

She felt it draw out little further back and then violently thrust back into her ass. She could feel her brass bedcover from the force. Pressed down by the entity.

She huffed a couple of times.

"Good harlot"she heard whispered to her.

The cars radio buzzed again,"*static* You're *static*"

"Gon na be my"it growled,

"*static* Prisoner, of war *static*"a newsworthiness announcer said on the tuner before going back into her death metal playlist.

As soon as it started the wild shadow began to viciously ram her pressed asshole.

She got half breathing space in as it continued to thrust, her derriere pressing down with brutal force. It let go of her tomentum her grope her ample butt.

"Fat, buttocks savage."It growled in hatred, the lightning bringing it in and out of perspective imaginativeness grabbing fistful of her business firm ass. Bouncing it's renal pelvis on her like a brute.

She felt herself cumming harder then the car. Her totally body felt like electric automobile electric current of joy were jolting her as her leg went stiff. The stopcock didn't stop at all feeling it deep in incline of her, sliding in and out against her butt cheeks. frigidity and firm pressure as her toes dug into the mud, squeezing it between her toes. She heard an audible loud growl, almost a roar as it started choking her with an atomic number 26 grip.

She blinked quickly as her tongue came out trying to cough in between her choking.

Suddenly feeling her orgasm climax again when wooden-headed freight of a specter fluid ejected inscrutable in her asshole.

It spun her over lifting her legs, bending them in as it enter her ass again.

Grunting whisper all around her capitulum as she felt her ass getting smacked and the ghostly apparition biting the dorsum of her fleshy second joint. Suddenly it spread her legs.

She stared into its eye as it faded in and out of reality. Closer and closer when it put its common cold idle lips onto hers. She moaned as it's still tongue of vim seemed sometimes half real and half a non existent force. Feeling it's close slowing thrusts, and conclusion spirt of its spectral cum.

Just like that it was gone.

She heaved in the pelting shakily sitting up.

She looked around, the entity no where to be seen.

And just as mysteriously as it arrived. The rain. Stopped.

She stood up, the straw man of her body was covered in mud. Her stage were quivering. She slid back into her car and closed the door before the mosquitos came back out.

She heaved trying to catch her breath.

"fountainhead. I'll unpack my tent in the morning. I have a week off after all. ”