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When I noticed a thin beam of light spilling into the hallway and saw that his door was open just a crack, I stopped before I stepped past, so I could sneak a peek inside without him noticing. Holy moly! When I looked in, I couldn't believe my eyes. Gage was sitting at his desk completely naked, with his cock flying through his fist! When I tipped my head, I could just make out what he watching on his monitor, and I could understand why he was aroused. A pretty red-head had her legs spread, with a big, muscular guy's bald head buried between them. She was moaning so loudly as he feasted on her pussy, I was already starting to get damp, kind of wishing it was me.

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The orgy was in full swing—bodies sprawled on rugs, gasps mixing with laughter, the air thick with sex. He pressed me against the wall, his masked face close. "Look at them," he said, nodding at the crowd. "Lost in it. You'll be next." His hand cupped my breast, thumb teasing my nipple till it ached. I moaned, my hands tracing his abs, each ridge perfect under my touch. "Who are you under that mask?" "Does it matter?" His voice was a husky whisper. "I'm your ghost tonight, here to fuck you senseless so spread those legs for me, Angel."

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