A quel punto l'ho aperta con il mio cazzo. La cappella che si poggia sul suo sfintere, qualche secondo di attesa, il suo corpo che si protende all'ind...etro, il fiato trattenuto, lo sguardo di lui che guarda mentre sembra incantato a menarselo ritmicamente, e infine l'affondo, improvviso. Un urlo liberatorio, il suo, e le mie spinte lente ma continue, lunghe, complete, totali, dalla cappella alle palle e ritorno, senza tregua. Ad ogni affondo un urlo soffocato, il cazzo turgido e venoso che si. He checked both of them. They were unconscious, but alive. Even in slumber, they were attractive women, and as he ran his hands over their bodies, checking for injuries, he reflected on the fact that he had often fantasised about just such an interaction - although in less dire circumstances, obviously.A thorough inspection of the two women suggested their injuries were not too worrying. He thought Laurel had a broken leg. Telea just had a nasty concussion. Both could be treated without. Lupin didn’t look the least bit offended by her remark. In fact, Harry couldn’t remember Lupin smiling like that or looking this healthy in all the years he had known him. “If Tonks is done playing around,” said Lupin, pulling his foot out of the way so the Auror couldn’t step on it, “we can tell you why we wanted to see you.” Tonks morphed back to her usual pink haired self. “How would you feel about extra defense lessons, Harry?” “Really?” He said, sound. I feel like I cannot breathe," he said as Helen and Leila tied off his laces.Charles and Harry looked on in dismay and disbelief as Julian tried to suck some air into his lungs. "You are now 22.5", it should not be so bad for you," said Leila.Julian though just put his hands on his ridiculously small waist and grimaced as he felt the tightness encircle him.Helen told him, "try putting your hands up in the air, you will catch your breath easier then."Within 15 minutes all three were wearing.