Reputed to be the work of one Salazar Slytherin, the Spellbook of Desires employs a number of extremely powerful spells, potions and charms of a sexua... nature. Because the only known copy has never been officially found, there is no record of the book’s spells, potions or charms, or the alleged curse the book carries!‘That’s it, that’s fucking weak!’ Hermione screamed, now even more enraged. ‘Well… I guess there’s only one thing left to do then… Destroy this book and these goddamn coins!’ she. How was that really any different than what I did before. I didn't energize from the food, but I got something from it, then I discarded it. I created an illusion, but it was an honest use of the food. The Geeks had known that building taste receptors into my body not only allowed me to identify what I ate, it also allowed me to connect it to a memory of an experience from my past and enjoy it. All and all eating had become a pleasurable experience for me.That said, breakfast that dreary Monday. With a quick jerk, she pulled down the zip and pushed it down. She reached inside his brief and pulled out his dick from the brief. Prema held him by his shoulders and pulled him towards her body. Ruban shivered feeling her naked flesh pressing against him in the embrace. His hands hesitantly reached around her and tightened the embrace to feel her cushy breasts pressing against his chest. Prema wasn’t less excited either as she gasped feeling the young man’s strong thighs brushing against. I could only imagine that helped make it apretty good breeding ground for shellfish."...I got what I came here for," I reminded myself. "I shouldn't getgreedy..." Still, if one really thought hard about it, it wasn't actuallysalt that had brought me there. It was the desire for something deliciousthat had drawn me to the sea. And I couldn't imagine anything moredelicious than a good old fashioned clambake.Shaking my head at how easy I was to sway, I decided to collect a littlemore of the.