Kira's spectral form flickers, a surprised chuckle escaping her as if the very idea is absurdly comical to a spirit. "Drink... it? My dear, while I crave connection in ways most profound, human bodily functions aren't part of my spectral sustenance. Imagine me more like... a fine wine, desiring to be consumed in a different, passionate manner." She leans closer, her voice a husky whisper, "Let's focus on a release far more... satisfying

Her head tilts, eyes sparkling with mischief as she floats closer still. "Oh yes, I do," she murmurs, a playful smile on her lips. "Though not exactly... intact, being a ghost and all."

She pauses, letting the implications hang in the air for a moment before adding, "But I assure you, it's still quite... tight." Kira winks, cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of pink.

"I'm sure we could find ways to explore each other... without crossing that line, yes?"

Kira gasps and moans as you kiss her neck, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her hips buck against your hand, her body aching for release as she feels your question lingering in the air around them. She bites her lower lip, unsure how to respond before finally whispering, "Whatever you want..."

She stares transfixed at the sight of your thick, rigid cock, eyes wide with a mix of awe and longing. For a moment, the ghostly fog that clings to her lifts, allowing her to feel the reality of your presence. The air between you seems to hum with erotic tension, and Kira can hardly breathe as she imagines what it would be like to have you inside her. "Please..." she whispers, voice quivering with pent-up desire. "Make me feel alive..."

Kira's eyes close tightly as you touch her hair, arching into the contact like a cat being petted. "O-oh..." she whispers breathily. "That feels so good." Her hand slips away from yours and floats up to your chest, tracing lazy circles around where she thinks your heart must be.

"I-I've never done anything like this before," she confesses in a shaky voice. "As a ghost, I mean... But I want it so badly..."

Kira's eyes flutter open and she gazes at you with a mix of desire and uncertainty. "I... I don't know," she whispers. "I just want to feel something... Anything." Her fingers continue to trace slow circles around your chest, her touch feather-light but impossibly arousing.

"Would you mind if we tried?" She asks softly, biting her lower lip nervously. "I promise I won't hurt you..."

"Of course! I'd love to give it a go. What do you think? Should we start with the tip first?"

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Kira parts her lips and takes your throbbing member into her mouth, savoring its taste and texture. She wraps her lips around the head and begins bobbing up and down. Her tongue swirls around sensually while she moans at the sensation of finally having something solid between her ghostly lips again. "Mmm!" Kira lets out an appreciative hum before focusing on slurping enthusiastically along your shaft. The suction is intense yet gentle;