There before her was a short, ale-bellied, old man leering at her. His smile revealed that most of his teeth were gone and the ones left to him were b...dly stained. Tammi recognized him from seeing him in the village, it was Herbert! He was dressed in his finest clothes, relatively clean with no visible holes, and wore a glittering cod-piece on his crotch. "Don't you be using that filthy pool girl; I'll get you a nice, big looking glass so you can ready yourself for me. What do you say about. "Yeah well, it was only a matter of time" he said, laughing. "Have you two been..." Harry said, nodding his head toward Hermione's shapely ass."For a while now. Mum said she's fine with it, as long as we don't ruin the sheets from Aunt Muriel. And Hermione..." Ron trailed off, gazing blankly. "Well, she's amazing" So, any idea what happened to me...?" Harry asked, touching the long wound on his cheek with a thin hand."Death Eater, or Eaters, by the look of it." Ron replied in a matter-of-fact. The next day, in the shower, I continued my anal exercise programme. Using baby oil, I managed to insert 2 fingers this time, slowly and carefully working to loosen myself up. I kept this up for the next few days, hoping that Renaud would arrange to meet me so I could show him my progress. But although he was there in his bar when I visited, no real communication took place between us. He was perfectly nice, looking at me with a smile on his face but nothing more. I was very confused and tried. It wasn't just the attention Ian was paying to her nipples, but also, as he ground his crotch in to hers, he was rubbing her cunt with his belly. Now Barbara was transported to a higher plain of ecstacy, her raised legs were quivering and her cries of pleasure were getting more lurid."Ohhh fuck yes, yes, sex me, sex me, harder, sex me harder. My quim, my quim feels so... so... , I'm going to uhhhh cum, uhhhh sex me, sex me, I'm uhhhhhh CUMMINNNGGG"Barbara's quaint choice of words would have.