"It's going splendidly," said Snape, in response to Pomfrey's inquiries about his therapy. "You could not have done better than to refer me to Dr. Ric...i. Would you believe that at first I actually doubted that a Muggle could do anything for me? I wonder now at how I could have been so simple. So biased. So..." Snape paused, searching for the right comparison."So like a wizard?" suggested Pomfrey helpfully."Exactly!" replied Snape. "That's exactly it. We magical folk withdrew from the Muggle. I kept watching my cock go back and forth in Aunt Jane's pussy. I began to think of my wife and her brother. What if he is fucking her right now just like I'm fucking Aunt Jane? I began to visualize this pussy in front of me was my wife's pussy and my cock was Tony's cock. My mind concentrated on watching Tony fuck my wife. This brought me to the brink of a climax. I yelled that I was cumming and emptied my load in her. I kissed Aunt Jane goodby after agreeing to meet again soon. I was anxious. . if it goes that far," she added.“Now, whilst I will do everything in my power to reach a satisfactory conclusion, and I agree with our goals..." she hoped the emphasis on ‘our’ wasn’t missed by anybody, nor the pause before she continued, "I have to say, as a woman, your friend seems to have behaved like a wild animal." Again the emphasis on the word 'your' was obvious.She stared at Mark, her gaze just as steely as his. She felt better now. Her opening statement was clear and concise and her. ..was it stockings or tights? I hoped so much it was the former...the neck line of the dress dropping in a v-shaped to show just enough cleavage to give a sense of demure sexuality, though the buttons running down from the neckline offering the opportunity of further exposure of full breasts....my mind already imagining unfastening the buttons to reveal those glorious breasts to my caress and kiss. I had to restrain my imagination as I stood to greet you, unaware that my thoughts and.