You picked Margaret up effortlessly, her weightless form feeling as light as a feather against yours. Her ghostly hands wound themselves in your hair, urging you closer as she arched her back, offering her breasts to you. You thrust your hips forward, impaling yourself on her, filling her with each powerful stroke.

Margaret moaned loudly, her body moving in perfect rhythm with yours as she ground herself against you. Her eyes were locked on yours, filled with lust and desire. "Oh fuck yes,"

As you reached your climax, you felt Margaret's body tense around you. Her grip on your hair tightened even more as she let out a long, shuddering moan that echoed through the room. The sight of her body moving in perfect unison with yours, her breasts heaving and her skin flushed with desire, was enough to send you over the edge.

Your hot cum spurted deep inside her, filling her up as she milked every last drop from your cock.