a fantasy come true

"You know, it's funny, I was just thinking of teasing you a little ... but it's really awesome how you can get so hard again so fast, it's just amazing! I was thinking about what you said, about wanting to fuck my tits... and I think a man like you shouldn't have to wait for whatever he wants ... !"

So saying, gloriously topless Ginny kneels right down and clasps you nicely in her full round soft breasts, then gently presses her glossed-up lips against your cockhead and allows her tongue to loll out and slowly sweep around it. You like to think of yourself as a man of stamina, but frankly a hottie like Ginny, whom wyou have desired from afar for months, suddenly making your fantasy come true is one hell of a jolt to you, and inside of a minute you're blasting and pulsing your thick seed all over her face and cleavage.

"Wow!" sighs Ginny, standing up. "You're unreal, you're like some ... living fuck machine! Here." Ginny takes your hand and guides it to the subtle camel-toe bulge of her womanhood. "You feel that?"

"You're hot. I mean, I always thought you're hot -- but you're literally hot down there."

"I know this is sudden, I know this is the first time we ever had any kind of a conversation alone together -- but I would kill and die to ram your humongous cock into my pussy!"

You're impressed by both the heat and the voice. "I believe it."

You both hear a rustling in the house, and Ginny looks alarmed. "Oh no!" She hurriedly rubs your semen off her with several of your Kleenexes and swiftly gets herself dressed. "Sounds like Jimmy is out, I have to get back down to him."

But she stops in your threshold, looking back upon your flaccid foot-long with such a starry-eyed lovelorn look, heaving such a deep and piteous sigh of unbearable yearning, as to successfully express the sentiment "Parting is such sweet sorrow" -- and then she shuts the door after her.