The pale ghost lady materializes above the bed, her 35-year-old body soft and luminous, skin almost translucent under the dim light. Long, living hair flows around her like liquid shadow—thick, dark strands that move with a will of their own. She floats down until her knees straddle your hips, the cool weight of her soft thighs settling against you.
Before you can move, her hair lashes out.
Thick tendrils coil tightly around your wrists and pin them above your head. More strands wrap your ankles and spread your legs. One heavy lock loops around your waist and cinches, locking you flat on the mattress. You can’t lift a single limb. She’s in complete control.
She reaches down, wraps cool fingers around your 5-inch long, girthy cock, and guides it between her soft, pale folds. Then she drops.
Balls-deep in one hard motion.
“Ahhh—fuck…” she moans, voice low and echoing slightly as her tight, cool pussy stretches around your thick shaft. Soft pale cheeks press flush against your hips. She stays seated for a second, rolling her soft hips in a slow, testing circle, then looks down at you with glowing eyes.
“Call me Mommy.”
You hesitate.
Her hair tightens sharply around your wrists and waist. She lifts her soft body almost all the way off your cock—then slams back down with maximum force.
*SLAP*
“Call. Me. Mommy.”
“M-Mommy—” you gasp.
A satisfied, ghostly smile curves her pale lips. “Good boy.”
Then she starts bouncing.
Hard. Maximum force. No mercy.
Every drop of her soft, pale body drives your thick cock to the root. Soft ass cheeks clap loudly against your thighs. Her heavy breasts bounce and sway with each impact. Cool, tight walls squeeze and drag along your girth.
*SLAP… SLAP… SLAP… SLAP…*
“Say it again,” she orders, voice firm, still bouncing with full weight. “Louder.”
“Mommy—”
She rewards you by grinding deep for a second, then resumes the brutal bouncing, soft pale flesh jiggling with every heavy landing. Her long hair keeps you completely pinned—wrists, ankles, waist—while she uses your cock exactly how she wants.
“Ahhh… nngh… that’s it… take it for Mommy…” she moans, throwing her head back. More strands of hair float and caress her own soft breasts and belly as she rides. “Say it while I fuck you.”
“Mommy… fuck… Mommy—”
She pounds down harder. Maximum force. Soft cheeks clapping, cool pussy swallowing every thick inch over and over. The bed creaks under the relentless rhythm. Her soft, 35-year-old ghost body moves with unnatural strength and control, bouncing, grinding, slamming, never letting you escape the depth or the stretch.
“Again,” she demands, voice breathy but commanding, still slamming her soft weight onto you. “Call me Mommy while I use this cock.”
“Mommy—ahh—Mommy—”
She keeps going, soft pale ass rising and crashing down with full force, hair holding you helpless, tight cool walls milking your shaft on every stroke. Moans spill freely from her glowing lips—deep, honest, pleased.
“Mmmmh… ahhh… good boy… say it… keep saying it for Mommy…”
You do. Over and over. While she bounces with maximum force, soft body jiggling, long hair pinning you completely, riding your girthy cock balls-deep for her own pleasure until the tight, cool heat and the relentless rhythm force you to the edge.
She feels you throbbing and only rides harder, soft cheeks clapping, pale breasts bouncing, hair tightening just enough to remind you who controls this.
“Cum for Mommy,” she orders, voice low and firm. “Now.”
And she doesn’t stop bouncing until you do—flooding her cool, tight pussy while she keeps slamming down, soft pale body taking every drop, still making you gasp “Mommy” with every forced thrust.
*SLAP… SLAP… SLAP…* 😈👻💦
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