" Anna replied meekly. As I reached down to my belt buckle to unfasten it I said to Anna, "Come over here and bend over this chair and hold onto the a...rm". Anna moved slowly forward toward the chair as my belt slid from its loops around my pants. Her eyes watching me as she moved. "Come on don't dally, or I'll go get the paddle." Anna leaned over the chair and grabbed the far arm bracing herself. The position caused her round ass to jut out and up, her legs to stretch and the stockings to pull. It's strength and rigidity. Not the warmth of a 'real' one though. I didn't care, I was getting to suck a teen boy. Ok, a teen boy ghost. Whatever.I sucked him into my mouth and realized he was actually bigger than me. The knob end was bigger than mine, it was probably more than seven inches [18 cm], though the shaft was thinner than the knob. But he was still a growing boy. Or maybe not. Shit, I don't know.I worked that ghost cock like cheap whore, loving every second of the experience. He. " Removing my finger, I place the helmet against your sacred opening. Pushing just enough for you to feel the pressure, but not enough to break through, I hold. "You know what you need to do, my dear. So," I growl, "do it. Do it now!" You do. Quickly, your hips thrust to the rear as the head of my cock spears through your star, pushing further and further into you as you push back. "Aahhh... " escapes your mouth as I slide in. Gripping your hips, I pull you back against me as I drive my hips. Not even a little.”“Good to know.”“I get that a lot. Associations. You know Vy wasn’t gay either.”“I didn’t.”“She was kind of asexual except when she was on stage. And except for Joe.”“Joe ... Solomon?”“They were soulmates.”“No wonder he worked so hard on her case.”“He would have anyway, but yeah.”She paused. “Like I said, we need to talk.”“About what?”“About what happened to you. At the Academy.”He stiffened. “Did Dad put you up to this?”“Do you think anyone puts me up to anything? I thought.