Victoria was holding my hand tightly. She was exuding sexuality as she practically skipped along next to me. My always excited sister was taking horni...ess to new heights tonight.Jessica was acting very shy and nervous. I had a sudden idea why."Jessica, I know when you and I made love a while back that it was your first time. Surely, Ja'a-llia has had more experience. Can't you let her drive?"Jessica looked at me with terrified eyes. Her answer told me that the terrified look belonged to. I want to please you so bad. Please, Master, cum in your dirty, filthy little anal sluts tightest hole. Take my ass for your own. Fuck your little slut and make me yours completely, Master."Suddenly I came to the realization I had been treating her just like all the other men in her life. I had been trying to protect her like she was a delicate glass figurine instead of a vibrant, sexual, and sensual woman. A woman who needed to feel who needed to be treated as an equal and not like something. It wasn’t until just before start of fifth year, mere weeks after Harry had witnessed a fellow student murdered by one of Voldemort’s followers (the very one in fact who betrayed Harry’s parents to the Dark Lord and ultimately caused their deaths), that Ron had slipped into Harry’s bed at Grimmauld Place in an effort to comfort him during one of his particularly bad nightmares and help him get some much needed sleep. It’s what his Mum always did when he or Ginny had nightmares growing up, after. Graduation was such a big occasion that the last thing she wanted to do was give me gift that I did not appreciate. After she opened the door to the dusty attic-type room in the back of my house, Linda grabbed my hand and guided me inside. She closed the door behind us, and then turned to face me. Her seductive blue eyes locked in onto mine, and her little hands gently grabbed onto my hips as she pulled her stomach up against my crotch. I was not sure where this was going, but I liked it. .