You’ll put the poor girl right off. Look we’re at Hogwarts station now. Just stick close to me. I’ll see you’re okay.” Hermione led Angie of... the train and into the imposing Hogwarts School.“Come with me Angie, we’ll freshen up after the journey.” Hermione led Angie to her room.“Hey Angie do you like girls? We’ve time to make out if you like.”Angie was more than a little flustered at Hermione’s sudden and blunt proposition. But Hermione had always been Angie’s favourite. She had a real girl on. “No,” I said, a little quickly. More seemed to be called for, if I was to continue the illusion that I was only doing this for my project. “I want the skin on your abdomen to be as smooth as possible.” I thought I recovered pretty well.Working on Tabby from the front had been fun, both visually and physically, but it was awkward, because my wrists didn’t bend right to put my hands on her, both high and low. I’d ended up standing beside her, but then I could only reach one side at a time. Well,. I give her a few moments to catch her breath as I release her from the restraints but quickly direct her down onto her knees as I position myself on the edge of the bed. There is a mirror on the wall behind her so as I lean back onto my elbows and guide her hot mouth to my erect clit, I have a brilliant view of her fantastic butt as she starts by teasing and licking my swollen member. I am writhing on the edge of the bed, keen for some relief but she in charge now and savours every second as. At 27, she was an athletic woman with a “Lara Croft” physique who spent most of her time alone waiting for her older corporate lawyer husband to return from business trips. Last week over lunch we were reading our mail together when I accidentally opened a plain brown envelope addressed to her containing a fetish magazine. Embarrassed, Elizabeth tearfully admitted that she had an overwhelming desire to be spanked, but was afraid to approach her stodgy husband about it. Taking a long sip of.