It had somehow brought them to St. Mungo’s, but for what reason? Was someone hurt? Well, he knew Fred had sounded completely fine, though a bit on e...ge. And he’d heard Luna in the background, though she’d sounded strained, raspy somehow. That left the two voices he hadn’t heard since they’d left the house. He doubted anything had happened in the few hours since Hermione had left with his brother. On top of that, he knew of only one kind of emergency that would drive her to not only leave the. I think that is what I will do. After a bit I shower, get dressed, walk slowly to my car and drive home. The lights are on and my husband is up waiting for me.I ask him to sit and listen while I begin the story. I tell him of the night I spent at the rest stop and about being raped for hour after hour. Then I tell him they had me again this evening and they intend to blackmail me so they can continue fucking me.Frank sits quietly and makes me tell him exactly what they did to me in detail. I. He explained that he had gotten his girl from Saturday to invite him home with her, and that was the reason he hadn't stopped in the lobby, or at least paused, to let me know where he was heading. I told him that it wasn't a problem and I'd have done the same in his place too. He asked me why I'd left the other girl so quickly, and I told him that I thought I could do better than her, because she was very unwelcoming to my advances. He just gave me one of those superior looks of his, letting me. She shivered from the intense cold, as he rubbed the piece of ice all over her clitty. Once she was gasping and moaning, he pulled the ice from her clit and replaced it with his tongue. The contrast between hot and cold was amazing. Her clit seemed to grow bigger by the moment, as the blood rushed back to her bud. James lifted her legs, bracing her heels on the edge of the seat. In this position, her slit was gaping wide. He slipped the icicle inside her pussy. The warmth of her body rapidly.