Well boo was dark haired, slim but had told me that on meth he stayed hard and fucked all night and had a dick to big enough to make a girl never forg...t him! He was the man I wanted to fuck kelly,my wife. She was red headed, with nice somewhat saggy tits and kept her young meat slick! I dreuled over the thought of Bo banging her doggie style hard as her jugs flayiled about! Tammy was a cute brunette with small but suckable tits that I constantly tried to see and wide hips with what I guessed a. ”“It’s massaging your prostrate from the outside.”“I—Yes.”“Alright. Well, sir-““Please, call me Eric. You’re helping me save my asshole here, so you can absolutely call me by my first name.”“Alright, then. Eric. It looks like your wife bought a counterfeit Amaryllis. That’s also a flower, by the way, so you weren’t far off with the orchid. Now, a real Honeysuckle Amaryllis has a small latch for batteries on the outside part. The compartment is one of the petals. It’s really small, though,. I walk around the park so many times it starts to feels like the park is spinning around me. I start to think that I must be going mad, that I've imagined the whole thing. So I sit down on a bench and drop my head into my hands trying to recover myself. I take a deep breath and all I can smell is her, my fingers are sticky with her juices. I look up and there she is, leaning against a tree. There's people walking through the park, but not many, and they're all in their own heads. I walk over. He needed to study for tomorrows test but found more to study in Hermonies posture. She was in one of the lounge chairs in the common room, slightly leg wide but that slight look allowed full vision access for Harry. He sat there wondering what it would feel like, his shaft for the first time tasting a women’s glory, and he got hard when he thought of that women being Hermonie. He heard a movement and saw a third year girl leave from the bathroom, they where alone for now. He thought of what he.