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The ghost puffed on a large cigar as he stood over him and caressed his head and his body. His touch was light, ethereal, and warm. “Let me have your body,” he growled. “It’s been so long and I’ve been so lonely. Let me take care of you, boy. You can trust me.”
Categories: Mind Control 
3 days ago · From Blackrat77
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