Fortunately, in Diagon Alley with proof you have an account at Gringotts, it’s simple enough to charge your purchases, just like they do in the worl... of the Muggles.Coming up behind her and grabbing her around the waist, he said, “Love you, Red!”“Not as much as I love you,” she said back to him. She so loved, being in love.“Want to get an ice cream from Fortescue’s?” He asked.“It’s like you read my mind,” she said back to him.Diagon Alley wasn’t as busy as it used to be, however they did run. Once I made it to the room, I was greeted by a couple of guys. The host looked to be around his 40s to early 50s, while the rest of the group seemed to be around their mid 20s to early 30s. Considering that I have a thing for guys my age, I was a little disappointed, but I decided to go along with it anyway. The cocksucker (this is the word the host constantly referred to in the email) seemed to be in his mid to late 20s, had a fair amount of hair on his chest and wore thick-rimmed glasses.. I looked at Prema ma’am. She was a wonderful lady with big assets to her credit; she is any man’s dream. I was filled with lust to make her my sex slave. I wanted her to bear my child. I was filled with a lust to fuck her in her jingling ass. TO squeeze her boobs, to feel her nipples in my mouth. I wanted her very badly. Her favorite bra was black one; I love women in black bras. That day she was wearing a loose red zardosi top and black jeans, with red top and her black bra was easily visible.. Her vagina clamped down on my cock and Icould feel it pulsate in rhythm to her body convulsions as she becamelost in the throes of her orgasm. I couldn’t believe that I hadactually done that to a woman. She held on to me long after the orgasm subsided, my cockstill hard inside her. Finally she relaxed her legs and let me pullout of her. I didn’t want to leave that warm, marvelous cavern but myarms were shaking from holding myself up. I sat back on the seat witha silly grin on my.