These were pieces of myself I had spent so much of my life hating, so much of my time wasted on cursing it, pinching and bruising, self-harming; but h... looked at it with renewed adoration, affection and love poured into me with each kiss that sunk into my skin like a warm beam of sunlight.He was kind, moving as he began hiding under the warmth of the blanket that was pulled on top of me so I wouldn’t grow cold, but in time I could feel the cool air from the fan being brushed against my chest. As he was passing an ally to the side, a young black girl came walking out with her head down and she was crying loudly. Sam looked at her. She was about 51 and skinny. The first and very obvious thing was that she was naked. Her almost coal black skin was clear of any blemishes. Her even blacker hair was done in rows and pig tails. She had thick lips and a wide nose but Sam thought she was cute. Her breasts were almost non-existent, surely no more than A-cups. Her pubic mount was cleanly. This storeroom was used to store barrels of beer! Dick agreed that they could tap one barrel for use now, but no more after dawn. They had to be alert for the main part of their mission. This gave everybody time to consume 1 quart, which should be passed through the system before the next phase of the mission started. There was a drain in the floor that they could use for a latrine.This wasn't enough beer to do more than relax everybody, and they had a pleasant rest while they waited for. Harry and Ron assaulted Fleur’s two holes with increased vigor as she went through what was like her fourth powerful orgasm. The sight of Fleur’s warm juices running down her legs and onto the soft pillows was almost too much for Hermione to take as her fingers pumped in and out of her dripping wet snatch. She pulled them out and licked her sticky fingers just as Ron and Harry began panting loudly.‘Ahhhh, Shit! I’m gonna cum!’ groaned Harry, closing his eyes and trying to stave off his.