I remembered the look in his eyes when I asked him to take off my panties. More to the point, I remembered the look he had when he saw my bare pussy. ... felt this...this power inside me. I know women have power over men but that was the first time I really experienced it. I knew then that, at eighteen, I was really becoming a woman.I decided to write to my cousin who lives in northern California and with whom I have a very close relationship. We can talk about anything without any fear of. He had even taken aprotective potion that he had bought in a d**gstore in Diagon Alley when theybought their books.Harry had spotted a clearing in the forest on their previous strolls and led herthere while talking happily about their OWL results and upcoming NEWTs. Harryfound it a bit boring but pretended to be very happy with the subject just tokeep her in the right mood.�And I was so pleased with my charms results as well,� Hermione said as theyentered the clearing.�Yes and Flitwick is a. Tell me, what you want me to do with it?" Fill my whore hole with your cum. Fucking breed me, Darren," she quietly growled, her pussy violently clamping around me with each word. Alexis had always been a rather quiet girl who typically chose her words, which was probably the reason she never came after me like Sarah did, now that I think about it. She rarely cursed or spoke openly about sex, or anything else that was equal to it on the embarrassment meter. Yet, there she was asking me to fill. Her deeply tanned skin shone bronze against the cream colored tap pants and camisole that she wore. She walked past me and poured herself a cup of coffee without even acknowledging that I existed. She took a couple of sips and without turning around said, “You make a good cup of coffee.” Then she reached for a bagel and twisted it in half and pushed it down in the toaster. She turned and looked at me. She looked at the tablet that had gone dark, on the table beside me. “Sorry about using.