Erosire

I am a pervert.
I am such a pervert.
Even in death, I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t help myself at all!
As a ghost, I am on a mission to spread manly culture throughout this world and the next. Join me on my adventure throughout the multiverse. Read about my endless debauchery. And feel what I feel!
Even Gods tremble erotically in my presence and spread their legs to welcome me. Hah!
I am such a pervert. 
And this will be super fun!
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This story contains extreme sexual situation and more sexual situations. No one under 18 is allowed.

Ghost of Culture

I must have cum at least a dozen times because I am fucking exhausted, laying right there on the grassy field with my flaccid cock struggling to point towards the sky.

Despite that, Junior still wants to play even though Orvis is sort of knocked out at the moment.

Orvis is actually laying next to me against her well-endowed chest, seemingly half-passed out from the sheer exhaustion and blissfulness. Definitely due to her shallowed breathing, panting and heaving.

The most noticeable thing on her face is her long-ass snake-like tongue rolling out of her parted mouth and lips due to the unending orgasmic delights that she had been feeling moments ago.

Orvis came way more than me. Like several times more. Hah!

And unlike me, Orvis continuously receives spiritual energy every time that I had pumped her ass and cunt full of myself. Orally too. To the point that her head is probably floating somewhere above in that Cloud Nine.

Time to Steal The Show