I now understood what she meant, having had experienced this many times with the men I had dated. Too often I found that after they came, I was left h...nging not having achieved my orgasm yet, while they were either snoring, reaching for a cigarette, or hopping out of bed to grab a beer. I'm not sure if this was a reflection of all men, or just the ones I dated."Yes, they do tend to be like that, I know," I said, smiling back at her.She removed her hand from my knee and sat back in her chair. "Is this something you two planned?"I took a step closer. "Don't matter." I loved watching him sweat like that. He looked innocent but I knew for a fact that he wanted to be taken hard. He liked being forced - he wanted to say 'no'. I grabbed his arm and pulled him to me.He licked his lips. "I'll call Peter." He said softly.That paused me but only for a moment. My heart had started pounding at some point and he was close enough now that I could rub my boner against he thigh. "You sayin' No?". "Did you notice that Harry brought his dagger?" asked Hermione."Yes. It's become quite the talisman for him." Do you mean that literally?" asked Hermione. "Do you think it has any talismanic properties?" No," replied Imogen. "I was using 'talisman'' in the Muggle sense of the word, not the magical. Although come to think of it, maybe it really is a talisman. Wherever did you get it?" Just a Muggle flea market," said Hermione. It was only a replica of a movie prop, but Harry thought it had. You squeeze my hand tighter, urging me on. even to where your other hand finds my head, sinking your fingers into my hair. as my tongue flails at your lips, i close my mouth over them, trapping them, i lick madly. my tongue comes to probe against the moist muscles of your opening. i inhale the scented perfume of your hidden place as the warmth radiates off the skin of your body. i breath deeply. my nose bumps into a nub which of course is your clitoris! you and the hot perfume of your hot body.