..,’ repeated Harry as he took Ron’s outstretched hand and stood up. ‘Harry,’ said Ron as he looked into his eyes, ‘look, I know I’ve done...some terrible things, and I’m not asking for you to forgive me. Voldemort lied to me Harry and twisted my mind against you. I understand if you and Hermione could never forgive me, but please, I am with you now. Please let me help you defeat him.’ Harry looked back at Ron and for the first time, saw the old sparkle in his eyes which he used to have when. I am still groggy from fatigue so I do not stand a chance and blindfold you. Your weight presses down onto my body, making it hard to move or struggle. I know you have me blindfolded and I am only vaguely aware of what you're doing to me as you force my mouth open and gag me, drawing duct tape over my lips to hold the cloth in.My senses revive after a short while and I try to struggle from under you. I scratch you and I know I have drawn blood. "Bitch, what the fuck!" You grab my hair, causing. “Feeling better?”“Yeah, thanks.” I flashed him a thumbs-up. he flashed his own and started to drive away.Dad was correct - I needed to talk to someone. I couldn’t even talk to Salvador about this, and all of this bottling up crap was doing me no favors. I never thought needing to talk to someone would bring me here, but here I was, in the most unlikely place, fixated on talking to the most unlikely person.I knocked on the door to find a familiar scenario. The door opened slightly, just enough. .and STROKING.?The more he stroked the hotter he got. Michelle assisted the visual by stripping off her saucy red halter to reveal a pink demibra in which her full mounds bounced merrily. Hiram jerked and moaned...and didn't cum. HE COULDN'T CUM!?Hi jerked and jerked, and finally Michelle said she had laundry to do and walked off, leaving her husband there, choking his chicken. ?Later on that evening, Michelle tied Hiram down and stroked him for an hour herself, then plopping her wet vagina on.