She herself had enjoyed the horse fucking and had been willing to perform the feat for nothing. Velda was a different story, aspiring whore that she w...s.The young vixen would take some coaxing to have a horsecock penetrate her loins. The come boiling in her loins prepared Velda for the horse.She was hotter than her mistress had ever seen her. Her entire body glowed a beet red. She insisted that the men tie her up to force her to submit.The men were quite spent from the hearty fucking they had. "He needs help and he needs help soon. We need to move." Someone is going to need to stay here." Neville pointed out. "Merlin knows what a Death Eater would do to an unconscious Muggle-born... Not to mention Madame Rosmereta and Lara." I'll stay." Came Hermione's voice, earning her a startled look from all parties. She shrugged sadly. "For once I'll admit that I can't do something. My ribs... I'm sure they're broken. There's no way I could outrun anyone right now."Ron's face became drawn.. ”“Well, we shall see,” I replied with a smug smile of my own. “I know that you have a master of your own, so you will forgive me if I don’t mention anything of our plans. I would not want your master to learn any sensitive information. Let us not forget that I know full well what allowed you to pull me into that dreamscape and that you cut what little connection we had. You, however, are deeply connected to your master despite your wishes on the matter.”Her eyes widened as she realized what I. He tackled her in the water, then lifted her as if she didn’t weigh a thing, depositing her body upon the boulder, then spread her legs wide, and crawled between them. At that moment, the moonbeam returned from hiding and lit up the naked nymph upon the large stone, her wet skin glistening, laying back, about to be devoured by the legendary beast of Swift River. “Wow,” Lenny whispered, running his hands up and down her thighs. “Something else I could never have dreamed, yet will never.