I was rushed into emergency where they spent four hours working on me and they saved my leg, and my life. The drawback to this was that they lost seve...al of the leg muscles which left me with this limp. Look, let me show you the scar,’ and stood up and pulled off his trousers and I was pleased to note that he was wearing underpants. The trousers were thrown over on top of the shirt as he sat down beside me and stretched out his right leg. It looked a bit of a mess. The scarred tissue running. Yes, Alice nodded. If we get into trouble, Frank will have to spank me. I will, I nodded. So you better be good, or Ill paddle your pretty bottom until its bright red. I climbed out of the car and the three women piled out. I held out my arm to Becca. The eighteen-year-old airhead took it, her blonde curls bouncing about her shoulders. Her dress was light-blue and the stretchy fabric clung to her bouncing breasts and thighs. I glanced behind her, loving the sight of her gorgeous ass writhing in. "You didn't tell me how she died," said Arthur Weasley to his son Ron. Ron and Harry looked up, and then stood. They had not heard Mr. Weasley approach."You only told me that she died with you, fighting Voldemort. But how did she die?" She died as about as bravely as a person can die," answered Ron, "she took her own life to save the rest of us." Arthur Weasley listened as Ron told the story of his sister's death, a tale not very long in the telling. When Ron finished, Arthur nodded in silent. Cautioning her about her teeth, I pushed as far into her mouth as I could and started deep thrusting into her throat. She began to panic and tried to pull back, gagging, but she was no match for my strength and lust.Every ten or so thrusts, I would allow her a quick breath so she wouldn’t parse out. I was getting close and I knew my time was short. I began to shudder then cum, squirting cum deep inside her throat. She took every drop, there must have been five or six healthy squirts of thick.