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The ghost holding her head in a death grip while it pistoned in and out of her, was a personal favorite of mine. She had long black hair and large heavy breasts, but what really got me was the look of fierce pleasure she got every time she fucked someone. I guessed in real life, she was a sadist. I had nicknamed her Penny.
I walked over to this bizarre tableau to get a closer look. From what I could tell, our would-be-thief had jimmied the window open, and slid her way in, but knocked over the bottle holding Penny while she did. Catwoman, she ain't.
Right now, Catwoman was on her knees, with her head on the floor, with her arms lying limply on the floor, with her ass sticking high up in the air. I took pity on the girl, and hoisted her to a standing position. I held her by her shoulders, and led her over to the couch.
After sitting her down on the couch, I decided to get some answers. I waved my hand around Penny's ephemeral form, dispersing it enough to break her away from Catwoman's head. I managed to get her trapped in my cupped hands, but I knew it would only hold her temporarily.
I sat down in the cushiony chair next to the couch, and waited for the girl to snap out of it. Since Penny didn't get to finish, I didn't have long to wait. She blinked a few times, still staring ahead, until she shook her head, and looked around.
"What happened?" she asked, with a confused look on her face, "the last thing I remember was..." I let her finish her train of thought.
"Just take it easy, okay? You had a nasty fall." I said, in a tone I hoped was calming. "Can you tell me your name?" I couldn't just keep calling her "Catwoman" after all. (Okay, yes I totally could, but telling the police Catwoman robbed you probably wasn't a good move).
"Yeah, it's Kari. I was-"her eyes widened as she realized what she had said. She abruptly stood up, and started running towards the door. I got up too, and started towards her.
"Hey Kari, stop!" I tried to grab her, while keeping my hands clasped together to hold Penny in. Kari turned around and, I kid you not, let loose a spinning kick that would've made Jet Li proud. My whole world turned upside down and sideways and backwards as I crashed onto the carpet. My legs turned to jelly, and I let loose some kind of garbled noise, halfway between a squeak and a groan.
I groggily looked up from the carpet to see Kari standing listlessly yet again. When I had expertly blocked her kick with my face, Penny had slipped out of my hands, and resumed fucking Kari. Poor Kari was slumped against a wall, knees barely supporting her weight.
As I occupied myself with the task of sorting out what was my face, and what was floor, I pulled myself up. I stumbled my way over towards Kari, and held her shoulders.
"Okay, that was uncalled for. Just for that, I'm going to make you my bitch for the night". I sat her down on the couch again. I worked the zipper on her sweater, revealing a black tee-shirt with a low-cut neckline. Her skin was pale and soft, tantalizingly leading down under her shirt. I pulled off her shirt with some manipulation of her arms. I was greeted by small, perky breasts, clad in a plain black bra.
"You really like color-coding for the occasion, don't you?" I said, as I gently kissed each breasts. I fumbled with the bra clasp, opening it with a snap. Firm rounded breasts greeted me happily. A few freckles stood proudly at the top of her breasts, leading up to her shoulders.
I played with her nipples, enjoying the firm feel of them. I slipped the ski cap off her head, and let her blonde hair tumble down past her shoulders. I stared into those blank blue eyes briefly. She looked totally out of it. A quick glance up told me Penny was having the time of her life. Her head was thrown back in ecstasy as she pumped in and out of Kari's head. She looked like she could go all night.
I grabbed the waistline of her sweatpants, and pulled them down, revealing smooth, pale legs, and cotton panties.