No, Hermione said, struggling to get away. His long tongue gave her a long lick and her protest quickly turned into a moan. On all fours, she was revo...ted as the werewolf began to lick at her pussy, his rough tongue creasing her clit. Her body shuttered in pleasure. How could she be enjoying this? As his inhumane tongue began to work in and out of her cunt, Hermiones hips began to buck against his face, wanting that tongue deeper, harder. No, she moaned, protesting against what was being done. Each of the nightstands holds a standard lamp, each lighting the room with a faint yellow glow. I scrunch up my nose and I shake my head in disapproval as I slowly sit down on the edge of the bed, feeling the mattress dip and squeak in protest under my weight. I cross my legs as I look across to see a cherry red dresser, the same design as each of the nightstands next to the bed. The dresser has four rows of drawers lined up on top of each other, the very top row has two mini dressers as if. She smiled at me and said, fuck first, then decide. I was stunned! I knew she was going to rob me, but for fucking that piece of ass, I could afford to get robbed.So, I agreed. She took me to a room and asked me to open my clothes. It was my first time, so I was a little nervous. But, all the nervousness went away, when she started stripping in front of me. She slowly removed her crop top. Then her jeans. Then she turned back and asked me to unhook her bra. I slowly unhooked her bra and touched. I have mentioned this to my ex wife who still lives in the basement and wears shear t shirts with no bras, she said she has told her but she doesn't listen or care. So late evening after my 5k run I decide to jump in the truck and head over to get my tools. I arrive and knock on the door, she answers surprised I didn't call and lets me in. Again she is just wearing her worn out house coat and I follow he to the kitchen. In the kitchen is an almost empty bottle of wine and she ask me if I would.