"I'm going to make you come so your tight cunt will milk my cock as I shoot my load inside you. You'll like that, won't you?" Jaime felt her hips sta...t to push towards him. She felt... something... "Please!" She pleaded, but her cries were no longer pain filled. "I need..." "What?" he asked, continuing to pound her pussy and massage her clit. "Do you need to come?" She didn't know what that meant! "I just- I need... Please!" she panted. "This?" he asked joyfully as he applied just a little. "See, she didn't follow the rules." Spicy says enthusiastically. Dam! I know what she is talking about, I forgot to change my clothes andI'm going to be punished."So, I spent lots of money, buying you clothes and jewelry, all ofmatching your girly taste. And you just don't use it?" Henry says with asarcastic smile in his face.I sit on the bed. "I'm... I'm sorry, Master. I was tired and I fallasleep quick." "That's not an excuse Little Candy, you were a bad girl and you will bepunished. Get up!". Normal. How could she act normal when not 2 hours ago that mouth of hers, which was now wrapped around her fork, was then wrapped around me doing all sorts of wonderful and naughty things? C'Mon Hermione, give me *some* sort of sign...Nothing. Nothing for 2 weeks. I was convinced that it had all been a beautiful, beautiful dream. A very vivid, wonderful hallucination brought on by the stress of losing to Hufflepuff. It had to be.At first I thought she was putting up a front because we were in. He introduced me to his father and mother, who seemed very old fashioned New Englanders, and yet I was dressed in my usual provocative way which Brad just hated. I had tight jeans and and an open denim jacket with no shirt. His father was obviously much older, and seemingly straight, but he seemed to really be taken with me. Brad had to run errands and so his father offered to show me around the backyard. “I’ve never seen one of Brad’s boyfriends. You must be special.” Without blinking.