I moan with pleasure of being filled as he groans. Grabbing onto my thighs he starts pumping in and out so furiously. He thrusts harder and faster a... my pussy walls convulse and contract and orgasm after orgasm rushes through. His moans get louder, as loud as mine. I feel his cockhead moving so fast and hitting deep down onto my cervix. “You so big and fat,” I utter moaning. He slides his finger over my clit and I shiver with sensations travelling down to my pussy oozing so much of my. "I ... uhhhh, Better get going Hagrid, this is great work, I'll come back tomorrow." "Yeah, tha’s a good idea, Think I've got a handle on this. I do." He looked down at her petite frame. What was happening to him? Hermione went to grab her bag near the leg of the table and tripped over Fang. She fell forward. She landed in front of Hagrid, who caught her in his massive hands, breaking her fall. The potion was too strong. She was close enough to smell his sweat and his muskiness. Her hand. When she had her miscarriage, she’d been set on having a baby girl. That’s where your name came from - Stephen, because you weren’t Stephanie. Now, I don’t know for certain one way or the other, but I believe your mother felt the baby she lost was a girl. And that made you, in her eyes, a poor shadow of what she expected.”“Resentment? Of me as a baby?”“I think so. Then Jeff came and she formed an attachment to him as you would expect a mother to. Then, your sister came, as a preemie, and we. Why, precisely, was he sleeping on his couch? Avery didn’t own a terribly comfortable couch, he preferred to avoid sleeping on it at all costs. He rolled back onto his side and found himself staring a vase made of blue glass that was sitting on his coffee table. Shit, it wasn’t a dream, he thought, sitting up and kicking aside the blanket he’d pulled over himself. I’m apparently just going crazy. What other explanation was there? It all started to come back to Avery as he wandered into the.