I realized that if I did not record this for posterity, I would regret it, and quietly went into my office right off the porch, and grabbed my little ...ideo camera and set it on the edge of the fence, pointing down at the action. By this time, her squirming was more pronounced, and I could see her hips flexing and her stomach muscles contracting when his long tongue hit near her clit. My dick was so hard at this point, I was about to whip it out and jack off, but I thought I could get a better. As soon as they were alone, he hauled her around to face him. The muscles in his jaw were twitching with anger, and he ground his words out through clenched teeth. ‘What the hell is the matter with you? What do you mean you won’t marry me?’ Sarah wrenched her arm free from his grasp and tossed her head, returning his glare. ‘You’ve been lying to me for weeks, Brian McKenzie! There’s no way that I would trust you enough to marry you now, after what you’ve done.’ ‘What I’ve done is protect you,’. “Now… let me think… who will be adequate…,” said Malfoy more to himself than anybody else.Hermione wondered what terrible plan Malfoy had in mind, and her fear sent a shiver through her whole body and she felt her nipples harden.Malfoy noticed this then smiled.“Yes, that would be fitting,” Malfoy repeated to himself while looking Hermione in the eye. “Go and bring Greyback Crabbe. Tell him we have a – er – cherry for him to pop.”Hermione thought she was going to faint. Greyback was that. She watched in horror as his muscular hand began to mash her flesh hard through her thin blouse. She raised both her hands to stop him but they seemed to be pushing against wood. She whimpered as her tender glands were crushed beyond anything her boyfriend had ever done to her, her tit literally appearing like a sponge under his cruel attention.His other hand pulled her close, forcing her lips to make contact with the abominable creature as her breasts seemed like they were being pressed under.