During our voyage down the Thames the barges paused for an hour at Marlow, where I purchased two half-firkins of Old Peculiar from The Three Horseshoe... Inn. I donated one to the inhabitants of ‘t’other barge’, as Corporal Truman had called the vessel, and shared the other with the bargees of my boat and Humphrey and Gerda.Thanks to Professor Potter’s potion, the pair’s love life had returned to full, frequent, and noisy, bloom. I felt sure that once back in London it would not be long before. Eventhough I had the chance, I didn`t look at the damage I possibly did to her pussy. I was pumping very hard in her, and I was determined to pump harder, thinking that it`s my turn to cum now. So I found myself saying, while desperately fucking her: “Now make ME cum, you slut!...” I was so horny that I didn`t even feel anything anymore. I was just fucking her from behind, in a blind and senseless way, not touching her anymore, not…nothing. Pure, a****listic fuck. Eventualy, I felt the load. That is why you are afraid."Stop telling lies. Stop trying to think of smart ways to 'beat' us.Stop trying to avoid punishments. If you get punishments, it is becauseyou need them. They are to help you. Do not reject our help. Do notfear our help."All you have to do is what you are told. As soon as you start thinkinghow to do what you are supposed to and stop thinking about how to avoidbeing punished for following your own little plan, life will get a loteasier for you. Do you understand Number. A few minutes passed and Sarah arrived at the car, she also got into the back but didn't sit close. Jeff pulled away from the pub and started the journey home.We arrived at their house in silence, I had no idea what was lying ahead of me but my mind had came up with a few ideas mixed with the sight of Sarah's high line skirt and low cut top had caused me to ejaculate about halfway through the ride.We walked into their house which was 3 story and huge, Jeff walked into the kitchen and shouted.