Her beauty is not innocent. It is a weapon, one of the many in her silky hands. Manipulative, and intelligent, and strong-willed, and above all else -..._powerful. She is a queen. The world trembles whenever she speaks. It gasps in horror whenever she commands, and bows whenever she orders it to.Those fortunate - or unfortunate - men whom she chooses as lovers - become her slaves. Just as she wishes to reign over men as a ruler, she wants to reign over men as a woman. Her bedroom is her throne. Or perhaps not. It was also possible she had heard nothing but a mouse. She wished that Fred and George with her, or even better, Harry.Imogen could have lit her way with the Lumos charm, but thought better of it. Her wand would illuminate the area immediately around her, but it also would reveal her presence to anyone within a hundred yards or more. Imogen was not sure why the thought of being spotted troubled her, but a sick feeling of fear washed over her at the notion of being watched, out. I'm going... to explode Jen. My penis is going... going to explode. Jen... please... do some thing... please...- So your big fat cock is going to explode, Jack. Finally honnest with me, are you?- My... cock?- Yes your cock. Your dick. Your penis. There are lots of other way to call it you know...- Jen, please... I need your help...- Well, I don't know. Are you gonna do as I say? If you do exactly as I say, I promise you you will like it.- Anything... Please...- Good boy." As she said that, she. Look at her."He watched Dirk's hand cup his wife's nude buttock and pull her pelvis tighter against his. He saw the hardened head of Dirk's big cock poke through her white thighs. They stopped dancing. He heard Faith whimper, saw her clench her legs together and squeeze the pole of flesh between them. Dirk's other hand found her neglected buttock and grasped eagerly. He moved her slowly back and forth, letting her cunt slide over the topof his shaft. "No ... No, you mustn't do that." Faith.