His hand was warm as he wrapped it around hers, and she dropped her eyes, noting that he kept his nails trimmed and short. She cleared her throat and ...odded. “It’s nice to meet you, Diondre. I’ve got to, umm, go put my things away now ... from class!” And without another glance, she dashed into the house, almost slamming the door in her haste to escape her new brother. Casting his dad and stepmother a bemused smile, he shrugged and chuckled. “I guess she doesn’t like big black guys, after all.”. Hard and rough and relentless. Just fucked me - no oral, nothing else. One fucked me and came, the other had his turn. Then they swaggered off laughing.It took me months before I could try dating. Even then it didn't work. The dates were stilted and awkward, the initiation of sex such a turn-off that I always made an excuse and left abruptly.Maybe six months later - armed with a **** alarm and a Taser - I was going home late. Paranoid to every sound. As I turned onto my street a car. Whats wrong? the Herbology Professor asked, her eyes full of concern. Hermione let her cloak fall open to reveal her porn star grade body. Holding out the sketch she quickly explained what the plant had done to her. She even told of her encounter with Mr. Filtch and how he now had the plant. Professor Sprout studied the drawing and frowned. Im afraid Ive never seen this plant before. But Ill research. What am I supposed to do in the meantime? Hermione asked, her pussy wet at the thought of all. The basement was cold enough that we needed the extra warmth. We usually stripped down to our t-shirts and underpants when we got in our sleeping bags.I pulled on my sweatpants before sneaking over to the stairs. I was somewhat disappointed Sandi wasn’t there. At least she wasn’t at the top of the stairs or on the other side of the door. I was certain I had been completely silent.We arranged our bags where our heads were as close together as they could be so I wouldn’t have to speak loud for.