I'm not asking you to just accept what I say, and I will submit to veritaserum, memory charms or anything else you want."McGonagall thought for a mome...t. "Pull out your wand, please." Imogen did so. She had to fumble a bit to find it."Show me a spell."Imogen raised her wand, and focusing on some papers on a nearby desk, uttered 'Wingardium Leviosa' - the first spell that came to mind. She was not surprised when her words caused the papers only to rustle slightly - nothing more.McGonagall was. She tried to forget it... but all during the day, as she went about her household chores, the shopping and, later, at the hairdresser's, it gnawed at her, creating in her mind some doubt as to her husband's reason for making such an appointment. If he were playing around... with another woman... a housewife... or a secretary... I could understand it, and maybe... I could fight it!... But going to a cheap little whore... God! What can I do about it? UGH!Finally, it was almost three o'clock. She. Move your pussy to the edge of the stool.? You kneel down to tie my ankles to the stool, giving you a perfect view of my glistening pussy and you fight the rush of blood to your cock. You tie a rope to each knee, and pull the ropes behind my body spreading my legs as far apart as they will go. Even though it is not in your game plan, you can’t help yourself when you see my spread legs, my wet pussy, just waiting for you to use however you want. You put your face in between legs, and I squirm. At least eight inches long and, when I closed my hands around him, my fingers barely touched. He had some precum on his cock that I used as lube when I began to stroke his hard member. I looked up at him I leaned in close. My tongue flicked the tip of his penis, and then I ran my tongue from the base to the tip before sliding him into my mouth. I fondled his balls as I slowly sucked his large cock. He had one hand on the back of my head and thrust himself deeper and faster with each stroke. He.