Marcy moaned as her body felt the caress of some intangible hand. She
couldn't feel a hand, but the sensations that came from her breasts and but
surely reported a strong ghost groping sensation.
Ty didn't let her see him. He enjoyed feeling her up and down, marveling at
the body she painted for herself. He brushed over her breasts, teasing the
now elongated nipples with a pinch. He embraced her from behind and let
his hands run down her stomach to her vagina. He hesitated a moment,
letting on hand gently touch the outer lip of that forbidden area, then plunged
his fingers inside. The smooth skin made way to the warm moist pocket of
flesh. Marcy bucked slightly but Ty compensated for that. Then she moaned
as she made her way to her bed.