Ama's Paranormal Quickies 2 : Reb

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

Addicted to paranormal sex.

It took her a few weeks of digging but she believed she found another haunted location that would beseem her ... needs.

She found an abandoned road where many adult female have claimed they were raped by a confederate ghost.

She did research and found out a confederate unit was attacked by universal Sherman located by the Mississippi. And one of many skirmish's.

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

She saved up for a trip and headed there immediately.

She decided to wear off a pair of leather booty shorts. The slope of them being held together with lace. Her round of drinks shaped fanny stuck up a little at the merchantman. Black person sneaker and a fast leather bustier exposing her middle. Her wide-cut sizable chest was pressed hard as her cleavage mounded above the bustier. A Black lace ruffle. Adding red gloss on her fully pouty lips and her hair in corn row pigtails. Finally she wore leather bang with four in bounder. Negro on the outside and red on the soles.

It took her a while to get, near of it had been retaken by the timberland. So she parked on the position of the road full moon of tall grass.

The night was muggy and suffocatingly hot.

The she stayed in her car most of the fourth dimension because the mosquitos were everywhere.

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

1 am rolled by when the low gear heavy drop of rain plopped on her car windshield.

Then two.

Then a sudden down pour.

She sighed staring forward blasting death metal. Her high beams on to catch a glimpse of the notorious confederate specter.

3am

She gave a loud audible sigh putting down her phone, then.

She saw it.

With a brown and grey uniform, a rifle on the shoulder and a camp.

The spook of a soldier rapist. It stood in the midriff of the road. Glaring at her. It's shoulders slumped, soaked. A white dirty face with a porcelain like cranny around its left hand eye. The eye completely Patrick White. The former black. It stared at her with no life in its face, it's head slightly tilted.

She looked down and grabbing her phone to record it.

She pulled up her phone curtain raising video to see it was gone.

She sighed and placed the phone on her bolt. photographic camera facing up and left recording.

She opened her car door peering around for the apparition.

Her heart was pumping out of excitement and lustfulness, but also fear. This was the showtime prison term she had ever seen a full bodied apparition.

She immediately got drenched in the strong impenetrable rain. The air made backbreaking to breath in the flood like pelting and suffocating heat.

She slowly walked around her door with her death metallic element isthmus Ectoplasma roaring in the rain.

As the rain poured on her, sliding down her bubbly cleavage and face. She took a single whole tone past her car door when the rain suddenly got got.

An inconspicuous military unit turned her and pushed her toward her car. She felt a hand at her neck shove her pile. She breathed easier in the stale rain, her bust pressed against the thug. Feeling a hand holding her head down.

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

"gripe you Squaw."She heard a raspy articulation say.

Her eye darted to the English catching a glimpse of the soldiers rigid porcelain like lineament pulling back out of sight.

The insistency lifted from her framing as she felt a weighty smack on her ass over and over. Hard and painful.

She could feel her slit getting hot as she lightly gyrated her hips.

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

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

"Fuck you whore !"She heard a remote growling say as a spectral paw slapped the bottom of her exposed athletically round posterior cheek. Her red lace thong leading a stream of rain between her ample ass cheeks. Her early cheek a deep red.

She felt the press on her head exit. She lifted her body arching her back staying knack over. Her cleavage nearly busting from her bustier.

She felt her thong being moved over her round ass.

As she felt a brace of hands seized her boldness with a spacious grip.

She gasped feeling a moth-eaten typeface press against her privates. She glanced over her shoulder seeing her ass cheeks being lifted by its ghostly hold. Feeling like it was motorboating her pussy. The lightning flashed it there it was. Two rasping pale bridge player seizing and groping her ass spreading her brass apart. It's eyes looking directly into hers, it's head unnaturally twitching with header tilts bobs and movements. It's expression embedded in her between her thighs and brass and it was gone as fast as the lightning.

She moaned louder looking forwards. Hanging her head and leaning on her cubital joint. As this wet cold mouth deeply and furiously licked and sucked on her pussy.

She gave a low long moan as the rain 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* cocotte ! *static*"and went back to playing the death metal.

Her fountainhead was suddenly pinned back to the hood of the car, as she felt the civil war soldiers cold ghostly cock stretch her bunghole with no warning. She gave a grunt of painful sensation as her ass stretched out to the suddenly onslaught 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 keister to and fro.

"Oh fuck ! Oh my god ! You're fucking my ass so well !"She cried between her rising moan, one of her hands at her pussy rubbing her clit.

The invisible phallus pumped between her round cheek which bounced back and Forth River with force.

The beastly ass fucking went on for minutes.

The lightning flashed three fourth dimension as it appeared in the strikes.

It's cold one of its frigidness dead hands lifting her leg onto the hoodlum of the car. It's Patrick White stiff dick pumping into her closely butt 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 orgasm spilled over her and she felt a frigid icy liquidity fill her ass.

The lower one-half of her consistency shuttered as she took frigidness breathes. The her dead body impulse in pleasure.

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

She looked up with her eyes, her chief tilted just enough to see her rim when looking down.

She was on her genu sitting on her feet patiently. Like a good girl.

Her hands on her thighs.

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

She widened her jaw leaving her back talk slightly agape.

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

She slowly closed her heart, advancing her read/write head forward tilting her head word. She felt the strength microscope slide over her glossa and down her throat.

She suddenly felt two hands yank her pigtails forward.

She knew it was about to go savage again.

rustle came from all of around her,"squaw"“ slut"“ whore"“ redskin"

In an minute she was being violently face fucked.

Amas oculus widened as she immediately began choking on the apparitional cock.

The violent spirit pulling her head forward pumping into her face. Eight column inch of the transcendental cock only being seen by the bulging in her throat as it thrust. The lightning flashed once again, the almost automaton looking soldier furiously pumping its almost filmy pelvis into her. She could see the inkiness marks under the pale flesh of the ghostwriter extremity as it slid ferociously under her nose. Her boneheaded wet rim wrapped around it. Her pigtails firmly in its grasp.

She began to plow a bit bluing choking on the cock. Her limbs getting a weak when she felt it explode down her throat. Her eyes wide-cut open going bloodshot she gulped over and over is pulled out slowly, she felt it pulsate. Not like a homo. But the whole putz throbbed heartbeat after pulse, each throbbing more of its ghostly cherubic musty fluid filled her throat. Feeling it pulling concentrated on her pigtails. She breathed as the head left her wind pipe, her spit sliding along the shaft while it pulled out. It yanked her caput back by her cornrow pigtails. A series of lightning strikes flashed and she saw the headway of its cock leave her back talk, the midst clear ghostly fluid came on her font and another large warhead on her sonsy cleavage. The fluid streamed out of her mouth sticking her tongue out wide and flat along her Kuki. The fluid mixed in with the rain drizzling down her tit, slightly thicker then the rain. A midst flow of it sliding down her tongue, gasping.

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

She the lightning violent storm intensified, crackling and booming smack. Out of the corner of her eye she could see the soldier in the lightning sometimes. early times not, as it laid on top of her, she felt the weight of this force as her body sank into the mud.

Her boob sinking all the way into the thick oozing stain and clay filled mud.

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

Her lace choker imprinting with the flesh.

She felt it's penis sloping trough in between her asscheeks. Her plenteous round butt wrapping it.

She felt it draw in piddling further back and then violently thrust back into her ass. She could feel her cheeks paste from the force. Pressed down by the entity.

She huffed a couple of times.

"Good harlot"she heard whispered to her.

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

"Gon na be my"it growled,

"*static* captive, of war *static*"a news announcer said on the wireless before going back into her Death metallic element playlist.

As soon as it started the violent apparitions began to viciously ram her pressed asshole.

She got one-half breaths in as it continued to pierce, her butt pressing down with beastly force play. It let go of her haircloth her grope her plentiful butt.

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

She felt herself cumming harder then the car. Her whole body felt like electric current of pleasure were jolting her as her legs went unbendable. The cock didn't stop at all feeling it deep in position of her, sliding in and out against her butt cheeks. Cold and firm pressure as her toes dug into the mud, squeezing it between her toes. She heard an audible loud growl, almost a thunder as it started choking her with an Fe grip.

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

Suddenly feeling her coming orgasm again when thickly load of a specters fluid ejected deep in her asshole.

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

Grunting whispers all around her ears as she felt her ass getting smacked and the ghostly apparition biting the back of her overweight second joint. Suddenly it spread her legs.

She stared into its oculus as it faded in and out of reality. closer and faithful when it put its cold dead brim onto hers. She moaned as it's still knife of energy seemed sometimes half real number and half a non actual force. Feeling it's finis slowing thrusts, and net spurt of its spectral cum.

Just like that it was gone.

She heaved in the rain 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 front of her body was covered in mud. Her leg 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.

"well. I'll take out my collapsible shelter in the dawning. I have a week off after all. ”