The patient carried no identification, and no Muggle missing person report matched his description. The patient, like Holmgaard, is missing. Almost no...records of this patient's treatment are to be found at Whittington, the only sign of his stay being the notes of the ambulance attendants who brought him from King's Cross Station. The hospital computers have no entries concerning him. The head injury specialists whose responsibility it would have been to treat him had no recollection of the. The muscles in her ass flexing while calling out to me. She pulled two of the chairs to the middle of the room, facing each other. She sat down in one of the chairs. “What are you waiting for?” I stepped forward and began undoing my clothes, very conscious of her watching my every move. My cock stiffening quickly as I glanced at her sexy body. My pants dropped around my ankles when I hear her gasp. “Your son is big, but you’re huge.” My nine inch cock was fully erect under her gaze. I took a. The place , if you can imagine, it is row of garages with space for one car. It has no door but only this big plastic to cover the car and give privacy. I think my car was the best car in the area.I enter behind the plastic cover and enter his car and give him kiss. He explain me he choose the place because it was very discreet.We talk for maybe 10 minutes, just talk, and finally he remove his cock and pull my head to suck. It was very clean this time and had a very nice clean smell. It was. She took his member and leaded it into me. It hurt but she held me so I would fight back. He thrusted his member into my narrowest hole. She kissed me, lead my hand under her skirt and made me stroke her to orgasm. Once the helmet was past my muscles, his dick went swiftly deeper into me. It felt bad, it hurted, but Carla was there, kissing me, having fun, having what she wanted. I think an hour later it all stopped. Carla took me up to the shower and cleaned me up. I went back home. .