"Dobby is very sorry sir! Dobby did not mean to surprise Harry Potter, Dobby was sent with a message. Professor Dumbledore trusts Dobby and no one els... to delivers Harry Potter his letter." He said proudly as he presented the envelope. Holding it up in the soft glow of the nearly full moon, Harry recognized Hermione’s small, neat writing. "This isn’t from Dumbledore." "No sir, Professor Dumbledore only asks Dobby to brings a message from Harry Potter’s friends. Professor Dumbledore says Harry. She stopped what she was doing and started to rub her nipples. The thought of his prick sliding into her love hole was more that she could bear. Her hand slid down of her breast, circled her pierced navel and through her trimmed bush to find her sensitive clit. A naughty thought crossed her mind and she grabbed her phone. A few pics of her tits and a few with her fingers spreading her pussy open and sent then to Chris. He stopped for a moment when his phone went off and seeing the pictures come. “I heard that this is the place to go.”“Are you sure that you’re not spying on me and Riko?” she giggles.The man laughs too, replying, “Fuck no. I’m not spying. What you two do is your own business. Where is Riko anyway?”“She’s over there with some guy,” Nari says pointing in their direction.Lars spots Riko and sure enough the woman is pressed up against some guy and they are clearly kissing. When they break their kiss, they separate. Riko looks around as if she is trying to locate Nari and. .. have... merceeeeeee... Highness ...” she cried. “Give her twenty four strokes,” ordered Venetia callously. “All on the buttocks. And use a studded martinet.” Bea struggled instinctively as she was secured to the Block sobbing and wailing and continuing to beseech for mercy. Flavia had an excellent view of a plump, upthrusting bottom. She knew just how agonising a studded martinet was... and there was little doubt that Bea would make herself suck to a finish in future. Ear-splitting shrieks.