It was a nice story and the song wasboth one of sorrow and gladness. She continued and sang asong about a little boy who was just like the caterpillar...He too, did a lot of nice things for people and his family.He also was picked on and hurt by others until he todisappeared one day. Only to return later as a beautifullittle girl who could fill everyone with joy by justsinging and being herself. The stories were sung, heard andfinally understood by me. I sat up in her arms and gave hera big hug. He shook his head. "She was selling duck eggs." Damn," I said, "he a redcoat?"He nodded. "Nasty bastard."I sat down my beer, pushed my way through the spectators, grabbed the big man by the arm and pulled him away from the girl, hitting him in the gut with a good right and in the mouth with a wild left. It was like hitting a brick wall.His friend let go of the girl, and she slumped to the floor between us."That's my sister," I yelled at him. "Leave her alone." She's a stupid cunt," he roared,. I said, maybe we are not doing this right. What do you mean she asked? Well, when I fuck you in the ass, I first eat your ass, put my tongue in it, and put my fingers in it first; maybe you need to do that...Eat your ass? Are you crazy? She said; hey, it is your idea not mine... I replied... Ok she said; go wash your ass really good. I went in the shower and took the hand nozzle to my ass, soaping it really good, letting the water come in a little and pushing it out so that hopefully nothing. McGonagall was a little overwhelmed at how much cum she was getting pasted with and although she enjoyed the salty sweet taste of the twins’ sticky seed, there was just too much to handle in one mouthful.‘Whew… That was good!’ George groaned after firing off one last stream onto their professor’s cheek.Before McGonagall could even thank the twins for their creamy loads and start fucking them again, Fred had picked up his wand.‘Stupefy!’ Fred shouted, pointing his wand at McGonagall before she.