Twenty minutes later as my eyelids fluttered, he grabbed the dildo by the base and pulled - taking all his strength to remove the fuckstick from my pu...sating throat.“It will tear me apart you sick fuck" I whispered as he positioned the fat end of the dripping dildo against my slit and slowly worked it in. “Filthy little slut!” he used the palm of his hand to slam the rest of the rubber cock completely up my now begging pussy."Tell me you want it bitch. Tell me or I swear to god I will leave you. Hermione's parents would be there of course, and although they were both Muggles they had met the Weaseley family and Harry and had been thoroughly briefed from a time when Hermione was young, about what to expect life to be like when there were magical children involved. It was also, of course, something that very rarely happened—Muggles being allowed to visit the school, and permitted to see it for what it really was!Ginny and Hermione had decided not to have any attendants. It was thought. Sold her gear right away. Here actually. When he got out, he joined her. Worked at the garage in town. Runs it now. Kept this damn thing. Insisted on it. He must have remembered better times than her.”“So what changed his mind?” Moe asked.“They have a girl just coming of age. Beautiful like her mother. Kathy came in the shop, the front store where they sell paraphernalia, her daughter sometimes helping her husband there, and saw her daughter wearing this. Tony kept it in his office. Kathy. As this man shared with me his request, I started to get damp. I had seen his wife around the hotel, and she was easily one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She was in her late-40’s, but looked no older than her teenage daughter. She had flowing blonde hair that framed her perfect face. Her eyes were pools of deep blue, her soft red lips were inviting. She was petite, and constantly wore 4′ heels, which made her magnificent legs all the more statuesque. I did not admit it at the.