All Kierra cared about was putting them in the oven. Spending the day in bed would not help her get out of this eternal gangbang. Baked cum was probably not what they meant by ‘a homely aroma will increase the likelihood of selling your house’. It made her cherish the few seconds when her cervix was only stretched around one giant caveman cock, the other having finished shooting primitive ooze inside her painfully bloated womb. In their living days, they might have pinned down a young screaming cavegirl to gangrape her senseless, or bonked her on the head with a club, but spectral beings are above such barbaric tactics as they can just float around and keep fucking you no matter what you do or where you go. She was going to need her normal walk while showing off the house. There’s enough room to invite all of my friends for sleepovers.”
“We’ll see, Sweetie. Why not abandon this cursed place? She sighed as thick jizz dripped down on her bare chest. Before going down the stairs, Kierra turned around and sighed. In their living days, they might have pinned down a young screaming cavegirl to gangrape her senseless, or bonked her on the head with a club, but spectral beings are above such barbaric tactics as they can just float around and
