He grabbed my hair and started fucking my mouth with urgency. I met every hard thrust with a suck. I was ready for my treat. ‘Are you ready for it?�...� ‘Mmmhmm.’ A few more sucks and strokes and he was there. ‘Fuuuuuuuuck!’ he cried out as he filled my mouth with his delicious essence, I felt each spurt hit the back my throat. I sucked hard, swallowing some, but holding a bit of it in my mouth. I watched his body twitch as he came down from his high. I crawled up him slowly until I was eye to eye. "Fuck, you have a great lady here," the man said."That is no lady," I put on the record.He just laughed, and looked back at her. She was looking up at him, and trying to smile. She also got off on me not liking it."Yes, strange woman, make me cum," the man said.She most certainly was going to make him cum, just how she made about fifty other guys cum during our relationship. She took a slight break and took off her shirt and bra."Oh, what a nice rack," he mentioned.I just sat there, and watched. I started to nibble gently on her labia; I could feel the pulsing of her blood as I worked my way up towards her clitoris. Just as I was lapping Ven’s clit, Dion licked my balls, causing my body to shiver and making me work harder on Ven.At this point I pulled back, I wanted to take some control, so I ever so lightly drew my tongue across her sweet valley, barely touching, not allowing her to get too close, I wanted to make her scream for more. The subtlety of my movements made her groan, she. "Now spin around."Obeying, the ghost spun an inch or so over the floor as Hermione sprayed a thick greyish liquid over her, being careful to cover her completely."Oh dear, that wasn't quite what I had intended."Myrtle's clothes covered with the spray had, to Harry's astonishment, turned solid as had her hands, head, and part of her legs. But the rest remained ghostly. Quite inappropriately Harry noticed that, naked, Myrtle was not the overweight and unattractive girl he and Ron had always.