I was in bed with my dress lifted up to my stomach and my one hand was in my panties. Masturbating before going to sleep was kind of my habit, and as ... was feeling a little sick today so I thought this would help me in getting relaxed. Again, the images of my son stroking his cock flashed in front of my eyes and next second I was imagining the hard cock of my son in my pussy. I stopped masturbating and started thinking of something. After few minutes I got up and went to my son’s room. The door. "No. Why? You got one?" Yeah. I got 'Harmless' tattooed on my ass," I laugh though and it spoils the joke, but he doesn't get it anyway."Yeah? Slice bitch, why'd you do that?" he's laughing too. "Lemme see it!"'No! I ain't gonna show you my ass." I look out the window wondering where we're at. "Hey, where we at?" I ask the driver loudly. He tells me 43rd, getting close."You lie. You ain't got no tat anyway!" the punk sneers.I push the button and the bell rings and I stand up unsteadily, looking. She also began to pump Harry’s shaft whilst Harry soon began lapping at Parvati’s tight pussy. Padma could feel shivers of excitement flow through her body. She couldn’t believe it; here she was, holding the great, famous Harry Potter’s cock in her hand; her totally in control of the pleasure he was to receive. Padma’s breathing became more irregular as she slowly lowered her head towards Harry’s cock; feeling her lips wrap around Harry’s bulbous head till finally she started to slide Harry’s. "Oh! You live here, too?" justflowed out of my mouth and the carefully locked look of mild amusement onmy face was have reassured her because she didn't seem too shocked to seeme. She smiled with almost the same radiance as Marcy had and I knew rightthen and there what I was going to do. Why I was going to rape this girlwas now clear to me: I was going to be raping 'Marcy' for never giving methe chance to get what I'd paid for, what she had just given away to somestranger. And I was going to.