"Smack in the face," Big Norman said helpfully."No I am cured," he says."But," Weasley protested, "They left you swinging from a lamp post, screaming ...n agony, hanging from a rope up your anus which came out of your Penis and round in a loop!" I was singing with happiness that I was cured sir!" he says."Cured of what exactly?" Mr Weasley asked."I am too ashamed to say sir," the 'Victim, confessed."Do you actually have a case Mr Weasley?" the Judge asked."Ah," Weasley dithered."I have Mr Jones. Fucking hell my cock was bursting to get out! I wanted that pussy. I took some of her tights between her thighs and made a hole in them, I ripped a hole just big enough to get my fingers inside. I poked her pussy through her knickers pushing some of the material inside her now wet pussy. Mrs Brooking starting to moan and slowly uncontrollably push her big round ass back and forth on to my fingers. Still sat behind Mrs Brooking I pulled the gusset of her knickers to one side exposing a gorgeous,. ”To my horror, she placed her hand very deliberately on mine and smiled. The smile felt, to me, like that of a shark spying a surfer’s foot. I am sure I shuddered. “I haven’t changed entirely, darling,” horrifying squeeze of my hand, “George and I,” here she paused for dramatic effect, “swing.” How I did not piss myself laughing I have no idea. Prissy Portia Parsons swinging! As likely as the Queen getting her tits out for the trooping of the colour. “You must come for supper one evening. We. .bitch you better let me in or I'll bust your asshole open so bad it want never get well...'Up he hunched again and again till half his tool was seated deep in my bowels. Crying openly I begged '...please take it out, please take it...' All he did was grunt as he hunched up forcing his tool deeper up into me till all that was keeping me from being totally impaled on his shaft was my tiptoes. '...Let him go y'all, let him go I'm in his ass now he can't get away...' as his friend slowly loosen.