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  • “So, what do you think?” He brunette asked again, between strokes from the gorgeous virgin. Hermione knew she shouldn’t be doing this. She knew that Michael would just use this to taunt Harry later. But Michael was right. She always lied to herself, and what had that gotten her? Ron was with Lavender, having sex all over Hogwarts, and what did she have? Only her fingers. No more lying. Without a word, Hermione started to drop to her knees. “Dammit, they’re not here.” Harry said, defeated. The two of them had searched Michaels bed and trunk thoroughly, and found nothing. Except of course Harry’s trusty cloak, which he was ecstatic to get back, and out of such devious hands. “Well, they have to be here somewhere.” big stick Said Ms. Davies. Harry had explained to her his theory about Michael keeping the memories stored somewhere, and while it made her feel gross, she knew hard fuck it to be true. She also knew that the truth big dick would come out about her and Michael, and that she’d be sacked. However, she knew that if it happened, she deserved Hardcore Sex it. She indulged a perverted delinquent and slept with a student. And if ridding the Hogwarts female population of a clever pervert meant being sacked, then so be it. “Hang on a minute.” Said Harry, stopping his search and looking at Ms. Davies. “If you didn’t know about the memories then why did you come here?” Ms. Davies blushed and avoided Harry’s eyes. “I, um, gave Michael something that I wanted back.” Still blushing, she got back to searching, as did Harry, trying not to think of what she’d given him. “Got something!” Harry said, finding a small box magically stuck under Michaels bed. He pulled it out and opened it. Inside, instead of vials of memories, he found a wet black thong. “Are you sure?” Anael asked. Maybe it was already too late and that's why she hadn't come to work? She looks as beautiful as ever. brunette Gina was confused for a moment. After change clothes I return to my Hardcore Sex bed and sat down on it big stick i place my head in my hands and thought long and hard about having his baby. My ball sack constricted and rolled my nuts. They were silent as she filled up the glass again and brought it to him. I’ll look after big dick her.” When I awoke I wasn't sure how long I was out, but the hard fuck men had switched places. I was horrified that I was doing this.
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The woman looked straight into Helen’s face as the others abandoned her. Helen knew that she was being studied, that her pain was being enjoyed and she screamed again as the sharp tip of a fingernail was pushed hard into the now rapidly softening button. Helen felt as though the woman was trying to cut her and could feel the hot tears streaming down her face as she Hardcore Sex wept in pain, then the woman stopped as suddenly as she began and stepped back, Helen relaxed although still held by firm hands. As she recovered, and it took barely moments she reappraised the situation and realised that no-one had undressed, she was naked, everyone else fully clothed, even the woman that she had brought to a climax had done no more than hitch up her dress. Someone found the handcuffs and Helen’s wrists were cuffed behind her. There was some hurried conversation from one of the men that he hadn’t fucked her yet and then the woman saying that she wanted big dick “the favour returned”. Helen was pushed onto her back and felt the pressure in her arms as she lay on her cuffed wrists. She looked along the length of her body as one of the men grabbed the leg spreader and pushed her legs back towards her shoulders, a woman’s hand took the bar and Helen watched the man unbuckle his belt and push down his trousers to release one of the biggest pricks she had ever seen on anyone – black or white. She closed her eyes awaiting the assault and felt his size forcing open her cunt, it felt so wonderful to be this full, like being fisted with a prick. The man grunted as he pushed deeper, for the first time he would fuck a woman without having to worry, or care, if his size was hurting her. Helen was part enjoying and part suffering but brought back by the feeling of a knee either side of her head, she opened her eyes to see a woman’s sex being lowered onto her face and almost smothering her. Helen tried, but in this position it was hard to get access to the woman’s clit. Helen licked inside her cunt instead and was surprised to realise that the woman must have taken off her skirt as she could now see along the crack of her brunette ass and was not smothered in cloth. Helen licked and nibbled and could feel some reaction as the woman’s wetness began to run down her face. The man was fucking her hard and Helen winced every time he slammed hard against her cervix. The woman must have realised because she lifted herself and turned around, pulling Helen’s face into her clit, someone else reached over and held the leg spreader keeping her open to her vaginal assault. Helen could now perform to her best abilities and was rewarded with the woman reaching her climax even before the man pummelling her cunt but while the woman was moaning her orgasm Helen felt the hardening in her and the force of a final push home as she was flooded in what little space was left in her cunt. With no pause Helen was picked up by two men and turned over onto her knees, her hands were still cuffed and she couldn’t stop her head hard fuck dropping and banging into the floor. Albeit that it was covered with a carpet and rug, she saw stars but was swiftly brought back to the here and now by the all too familiar thrusting into her ass and a mental computation reminded her that one man had yet to fuck her. Penetration was easy even for someone as obviously experienced as this man as well. Her bud opened and he pushed straight in as deep as he could go with a single thrust, Helen grunted in pleasure as the new man sodomised her. She could feel as much as see the company standing around watching, hands pulled her cheeks apart so that everyone could get a better view of her defilement, her body being used as a pleasure toy. There was no technique she was fucked hard and fast, and could this man fuck fast. Helen could feel the friction of her ass dragging against him but he was like a steam train, or one of those mechanical fucking machines that someone had once had her use while they had watched. The whole thing lasted only a couple of minutes, if that, before Helen gasped to receive a third cum load up her ass. She remembered a certain Stag Night she had serviced when she probably took a dozen or more in each hole, she smiled remembering that she had fucked the groom, both his brothers and his father. She had no time for reverie however as there was still no let up, the others had rested somewhat now and Helen was dragged to her feet by her hair. Uneasily she big stick tried to stand on her own but the leg spreader prevented it and she was almost lifted by her hair. Her hands were unlocked and swiftly fastened again in front of her, she saw a chain attached to the cuffs and then felt it pulling her arms upwards as she heard the ‘clank’ ‘clank’ of its links running through an eyebolt ring. She looked up to see that the ring was fastened into the ceiling and the chain shortening as she was pulled until her feet only just touched the floor. The chain was then fastened and Helen hung. She imagined what a sight she now looked. "Remember, this is a trap, so keep your guard up. He ass cheeks swayed with the rhythm. The sex toy turned off. I am sure he would have loved big dick for her to blow me…or even fuck hard fuck me…but it was obvious that she was really in love with the guy and I think she would have felt like she was cheating or something…even with his approval. “Mornin’ Mr. & Mrs. Stafford!” she said with an innocent smile on her face. “I forgot how pretty the flowers big stick here can be. Her feet kicked uselessly while they secured the ends to leave her hanging there, agonisingly hooked and unable even to use her arms to relieve some of the brunette weight. Perhaps I should do some experiments to see how I react to certain situations? She pulled back and closed her mouth, allowing the acrid semen to pool under her tongue. As they continued, they both knew I was Hardcore Sex getting close and placed their faces against each other close to my cock. I end the call, smiling. Then today in the garden, it had been the most embarrassing experience of her life, but she had accepted it and now felt she could handle anything else that Kano and his goons had to dish out. “Teach, that was the best meal I have had in a very long time.” Jesse said. “It did feel nice,” moaned Bernie. She rests her weight on the podium in order to raise one shaky hand to wipe her face.