Chapter 103 The Haunted Fuck House (4)
- Watching mom nod her head in agreement while cleaning out the refrigerator, I did exactly what he said. With one hand on the table and the other hand on the head of the ghost under it, I guardedly leaned back to enjoy and came with a shuddering climax.
- “Oh my God that was good!” I involuntarily moaned.
- “It was only breakfast dear,” replied my Mother, head still buried in the vegetable bin.