“ well I sure how I do — “
within a moment the ghost was on his knees , giving himself that perfect angle to view her .
calloused hands gripped her waist as he leaned close , for a moment planting kisses along the skin of her rear through his mask .
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he used a hand to grip one of her wrists , pulling it down to the top of his head , having her grip the mask .
“ you know how high you can lift it , why don’t ya do that for me . . . “
his hand returned to her waist , fingers holding tight .
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