He had to soothe, to explain, to field questions he hadn't asked.Because he didn't want to know the answers.Oh, Mercer knew more than he would let him...elf admit out loud or even in his own head. But he had always been much more skilled at avoidance."I... I just can't... they're... they're real?" Have a drink," Mercer said. "It will help."But the man remained gape-jawed, staring as the monster moved its ridged and bumpy arms inside each of the girls. They moved together, their lips joined around. He did so without her even asking him, he having read in her thoughts her desire to possess his pensieve. The prison guards were none the wiser for the exchange. Skeeter had been with child to plunge into the pensieve's contents, but was forced to restrain herself, for she had promised Dumbledore that she would read none of its contents until she had delivered the pensieve to the headmaster first. To her relief, the pensieve had been returned to her within a couple of days, leaving her free to. I picked her small frame up and slammed her against the wall. I opened her legs as wide as I could and slid her down on my dick. She let out a loud "O" and threw her hands behind my back. I grabbed her neck and started hammering her fat pussy harder. I kept driving inside her slamming her faster and faster. She wrapped her legs around my hips so I could get in deeper. I began squeezing her neck tighter as she started to dig her nails in my back. "I'M ABOUT TO CUM JEROME! KEEP FUCKING ME. She ran a hand between my legs and explored all around my balls and taint while her other hand jerked me off fast. She sucked me in as deep she could go, about four inches before hitting the back of her throat. The suction she created and the pressure of her swirling tongue was going to get me off quick. My breathing sped up, and my fingers clenched tighter in her hair. I was getting close, and her fingernails scraping underneath my balls was making me tingle while her tongue on my cock felt.