She was an incredibly sexy and mature woman. Aunt Courtney was my mom’s younger sister and always commanded the attention of any man in the room. ...he was about 5’ 7”, 135 pounds, green eyes, long auburn hair, shapely legs, full lips, and tits that I later learned were 34B’s.She was single and often visited with us for extended periods of time. As a randy youth, I would sneak peeks when I thought she wasn’t looking positioning myself to see down her blouse or up her dress. I often thought of. ” she pointed slightly to the left of the view. “Is a sacred spot to the Goddess. If someone makes a wish from the depths of their heart there at certain times of the year the Goddess may see fit to grant them. Last winter she granted your wish.”“I guess someone did,” I murmured not quite sure if I believed in a mythical Goddess, but then it was the only thing that so far could even begin to explain what had happened to me.Alhana smiled at me warmly. “You love her don’t you?”“Who?” I asked not. His pathetic prick was hard with passion at the thought of fucking the ripe young body in front of him. It came as a real shock as he heard a voice speak behind him. His head whipped around, and he saw Stacy sitting in a chair in the corner."You were right, Lana, he is totally disgusting with his clothes off! I can't blame you for wanting to barf!" she said.She was sitting there cradling a shotgun across her lap. It was empty, but there was no way the slob it was pointed at could know. Even then she hadn’t said what was expected of me just that the show was to be the highlight and I should just go with the flow. “One never knows what can happen at these nights” she said, which didn’t actually tell me much about what to expect.We arrived at this house and rang the doorbell. This guy Ralf answered the door and led us into this large living room. A bar was set up and there were about a dozen guys already drinking. We were told to operate a bar that had been set up in one corner..