" Open your mouth, cocksucker." "I'm not a cocksucker." "Oh yeah? You came in here, you bent over for a hard dick, and you sucked cock and you took a ...outhful of cum. How's that not a cocksucker?" And I look at my host, the guy whose cum I can still taste, and said, "Look, you said we can take turns. It's my turn." "I said we can take turns. And we all are, we're all gonna take turns and fuck your cocksucking mouth."And the guy whose got my head trapped grabs my hair harder, hurting a bit, but. When she and Mark had dinner, and she compared Mark to this stranger, she knew that she was crossing a line that shouldn’t be crossed. Mark was overweight and his body had become unappealing; the stranger was slim and sexy. Mark was getting bald, his face started to get some wrinkles and the bags under his eyes made him look tired; the stranger was handsome, his face seemed to sparkle and the only wrinkles she could see so fast were a few crow’s feet around his eyes that gave him a friendlier. She said she will check. I asked her about the kurta and she said she had just worn it today.I took it in my hand as if examining it. I told her it looks fine. Then I took the sweaty portion of the arm and bought it to my nose, in front of her. I took a long sniff and acted casually. I looked at her and told her yes it doesn’t smell bad. Her expressions had changed. She was just staring at me with her kurta in my hands. She was leaning more against the wall now, her body language loosening up.. Hermione gave him the iciest glare she could manage and he quickly resumed his onslaught.Once he had the picture of the snake in his head he started to speak Parseltongue, whispering sweet nothings in the language. This caused vibrations all throughout her pussy and quickly brought her to orgasm.“How was that Hermione”. “Ah Harry your still talking in Parseltongue”.“Sorry, how did you like that surprise”“Excellent, where did you learn to do that”Harry explained how he had been reading up on.