Then you go on to pretend to yourself that you did not want to do that anyway. I think that is what happened in your granny's case. That may be why sh... was so antagonistic to the world of magic and anyone who could be what she once wanted to be."Professor McGonagall explained."That seems silly," Petunia replied."It is," said professor McGonagall, "It probably meant that your granny's life was not as happy as it could have been. But unfortunately all of us tend to do silly things and sometimes. Meena was sitting middle on the double bed spreading her very gherdar lehenga in broadest circle around her. Lehenga and sexy blouse were of bright red shining reshmi jari fabric and odhni (chunri) was of self designed red transparent fabric. She adjusted her odhni for a ghoonghat. Meena’s heart starting beating a bit faster. She had always slept alone now she has to sleep with a man whom she had born. I was shocked to see her that way. She is all dressed up and reminded me of a bride. For a. I let the head touch her wet mouth and I began to shudder. She felt SO good. I pull out and rub my dick head across her lips. She begins to softly moan and I use my hands to guide my dick inside her mouth again.She's on her knees and takes her hands and stroke my penis while she let her mouth glide over the head and shaft. As her mouth pulls away from the head, I feel her hand stroking me. The combination of her wet mouth and hand jacking my dick brings me close to the edge. She looks up at me. "Please, Sir, just cut the ropes!" Daphne begged.I tapped her on top of the head and tsk'd her. "Quiet, you naughty slut, patience will triumph."The rope across her belly came off the easiest, and with her body free to move, she began grinding against the chair until I warned her with another tap on the head. The ropes holding her hands came loose next, but I told her to hold still as I released them. Amazingly, she did as she was told. Kneeling, I quickly undid the rope tying her feet, I had.