I gasp and almost cum again. You grab my hips, grounding me. “Not yet, love,” you say. I take a few deep breaths. I know it will be that much more...amazing if I hold out. I lie on my back and you tie my hands over my head. You bend my knees, pushing them out, and tie them to the side of the bed. I have a little slack, not much. I can’t straighten my legs. You slide a pillow under my ass. You test it; you push my legs up a little. You whisper in my ear, “Mmm, perfect access to that juicy pussy. Her breast shook slightly before returning to stillness. I replaced her shirt correctly and stood above her. I felt a stirring in my crotch as I gazed over her trim firm body. I left the room and headed for the kitchen for a beer. I was disappointed but not surprised to find that Kelly and her friend had drank them all. I remembered the whiskey bottle on the table where Kelly was passed out. Reaching for the bottle I found it to be nearly empty. No wonder she was so fucked up. I poured myself a. Greta: curtsy, Anyway, I had an idea about a story. Would youlike to hear it? Yes? Ok., then I'll go ahead, curtsy.I met a woman on the web a couple of months ago. She was lookingfor a trophy husband. Well, in fact she was looking for a boy-wife. Somebody who could support her in her career. On theoutside an intelligent, articulate and handsome husband whocould attend reunions without causing her embarrassment.While her domination over him in public were only detectable bythe trained observer,. Meanwhile, Harry is attracted to Cho. Just before they took off for Christmas, Harry has his first kiss with Cho. Hermione sees them, but wouldn’t come to scene. Weather is cold and Hermione is getting hot since she had not got the action from long days. All the boys had gone for break and only Harry is left. Hermione uses the girls’ lavatory to prepare the polyjuice potion. It was Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom. Nobody ever comes there because of Myrtle. She is a ghost. So, Hermione is so horny.