" Jemma gazed up at me, nodding agreement."I suppose you're a pretty good fuck..." I think so. Lester says so..." She paused, and I realized there was...more there, but she'd stopped herself."What else?" Nobody ever complained..." she murmured, looking away.There was some woman trying to give me a rim job; I spread my stance and let her work, but that didn't mean I was promising anything. Some other chick was worming under to lick my balls, but Jemma hung onto my cock. I ignored it all,. "Good afternoon, Professor Umbridge," replied the class dutifully, Imogen only mouthing the words and making no sound. She did not trust herself to speak, for simply hearing the professor's voice filled her with a rage every bit as great as the one which consumed her when Malfoy insulted her, or when Filch had grabbed her."I hope you all had a good rest," said Umbridge. "But at least one of you was rather busy." At this all the students looked up, except Harry."Yes, Mr. Potter, I am referring. The problem was if you were trying to hold a pencil or shake someone’s hand, then things started breaking.Also if you ended up on your back ... well ... like turtles you see. To counteract this problem, a little leg could spring out of your back and sit you up properly. The only problem with that was ... well, it was a rushed design and sometimes people would be shot up a little too fast ... and high. Apart from these little drawbacks the suit was rather powerful and could operate. I was right! Shove it up your ass and send another pic! he instructed. Oh crap this will hurt I thought. I laid on my bed and slowly started working the dildo in my ass. Inch by inch I got it in till I couldnt take anymore. I got on my knees and set the timer on my phone to take the picture. Im such a slut, he is right I thought as I sent the picture. As I sat on the edge of the bed the dildo worked further up my ass to the point only the grip was out. I waited for his reply trying not to move.