The older model cars parked in front showed signs of wear with rust spots and dents. The sleek, black Escalade my dad gave me as a high school graduat...on gift looked oddly out of place as I pulled in front of the fraternity house and parked. I could see a gathering of guys on the front porch, drinking what I could only assume was beer from paper-bag covered bottles.I stepped out of the car and locked it behind me. As I rounded the car and started up the sidewaalk, I could see the frat boys. He decided to get her in bed no matter what. Her body would be his. He switched his boring book for a spell book and looked for a book to induce a mood of horneyness on Hermonie. He found on one spell that increased a girl’s sexual pleasure and another that caused its target to become wet and horny. He chose the latter and muttered the incantation under his breath. Hermonie was now starting to fall asleep and thought about going to sleep but she soon felt her pussy moist and tingling. She. At 41 years old she had a killer body. She was lean with perfect breasts and a great ass. She was dressed in a mid-thigh black dress and cowgirl boots. She had her hair pulled up and I was completely jealous of her. I only hoped I looked half as sexy when I was 31 much less 41.We danced and drank the night away at the bar. I loved country music and they had a great live band that night. Numerous guys tried to cut in and dance with us but we refused them all. After a few hours of drinking. She moans with pain and pleasure as I finally fit myself inside of her. I look at her and smirk as she looks up at me.“How does that feel?” I ask moving my hips slowly. She moans softly, “Really good,” she kisses me gently. I start moving faster with my hips, almost unable to control myself. I lean into kiss her. My moans giving away how much I loved being inside her. “My King,” she moans sweetly as I tower over her, fucking her beautiful body.I pick up my pace and she bites her lip. I lift her.