We might never see each other again. The world is cruel in that way. Tell me who you are, please,” she fought back a sob as a single tear rolled dow...n her cheek.His smile broadened. “I am a ghost chained at the bottom of a wishing well, nothing more. The world needs more stories about ghosts in wishing wells, Lady Genevieve. We will see each other again, you have my word.” He picked up his walking cane and headed towards the door.Genevieve called out to him, “You forgot to take your book.”He. And what a sexy, throaty voice! Tch, way out of my reach!After my second cup of panther piss, er, beer, I needed to take a whiz. One of the perks of being a guy was that I walked past the line of about ten females waiting to use the women's bathroom in the basement of the frat house. I walked down the steps that led from the back yard into the basement, and right into the men's room, did what I had to do, and headed back out again. The band had taken a break, and it was relatively quiet just. You are about to climax when you hear a gasp from the door. Shit! I forgot to lock the door! you think.Your cousin, subject of all your fantasies is standing there, staring at you with your cock in your hand. “Doe… I…I…” you start to explain.“I’ve never seen one before.” she says, still shocked.“Well you might as well come in.” you say. To your amazement, she comes in and sits on the edge of the bathtub less than 2 feet from you and your throbbing cock. “Well, you’ve seen me. Now, it will only. At least he wasn't going to prematurely ejaculate."Oh my GOD that feels good!" I cooed as I rode up and down on him "I haven't had it for weeks!" He looked up at me and didn't know quite what to say."Grab my TITS" I told him "..and squeeze them" He grabbed He squeezed"HARder" I urged He squeezed harder My nipples, always large, were at full extension now and rock hard."You going to come?" I asked him He shook his head"I fucked Sian twice, no! Three times last night" he told me "Mmm!! Virile! ".