Moonlit haybarn: a spectral shape emerges. She is silvery, wispy in the grey light through the window. She flits through the barn then settles in front of me on her hands and knees in the hay.
Naked, her skin pale, almost translucent. Her legs part and her bottom raises as I respond, captivated.
I pull my jeans down in a rush, enter her in a single thrust, my cock warm in her cool cunt. She pushes back into me and I ejaculate suddenly over the bare floor.
A light flicks, the real world breaks the spell. “Pumpkin? Is that you?”
