You have some way to go if you want to work off this debt. Now, come over here,’ commanded Tyrone. He had lied about seeing better than Tracy. None ...f the men had seen such an exquisite woman before, certainly not so close and in such a vulnerable situation. Tracy didn’t like the sound this. She hobbled over to the men, still trying so get used to the high heels. She stopped before she got too close to them. ‘Kneel,’ came the next order. She didn’t move. Tracy then felt a pair of sweaty hands. Harry was oddly conflicted; when he was with people he wanted to be alone, and when he was alone he wanted company. Most of the time, he just drifted along, not really thinking about much.Memories of Sirius played out in his mind: Their first meeting; seeing him ride off on Buckbeak; meeting him occasionally over the next year; Christmas at Grimmauld Place ... For having known the man for only two years, Sirius had come to mean an awful lot to Harry. He was the only one, absolutely the only. Arching her back and hips off the bed slightly, her entire body tensed up and jerked as she came. Sara let out and low, quiet moan as she orgasmed. She continued to hold the vibrator and dildo in place, wanting to continue the pleasure. Her hands slowly fell to her side and she began to drift to sleep; exhausted from her late night masturbation session.Sara gently slipped her smooth teenaged body out from underneath her cool silk sheets. Her legs were long and firm. She had a gorgeously firm. She raked her hands through her hair, dishevelling it and then shetore open her blouse, the buttons scattering across the room. Shepulled the tails of her blouse out of her skirt and then she hiked itup and began to tear at her pantyhose, ripping out the crotch. Shepulled and tugged at her cotton panties until they too were torn. Shekicked off one of her shoes and then staggered to the office door,unlocked it and flung it open."Rape! Rape! Rape! I've been raped. Mister Randal has raped me!".