His eyes told me he would soon be taking his friend’s place.When his pubic haired were shoved up my stretched asshole, he stopped.I could hardly bre...the and moving was painful. He praised my tight rectum and said I was a great fuck. With that, he pulled back halfway and thrusted the whole thing in again, making me shout in pain.After that, it was pure, hard fuck. Rapid, long thrusts, breaking me in forever. I felt my blood coming down my legs and soon my rectum gave no resistance at all. The. ” Harry stated pulling his sweater up to give her better access.Susan didn’t settle with just pulling the sweater up a little and made her pull it off completely.“Quidditch players,” Susan muttered contently looking down on Harry’s athletic body before she hugged him tightly and started kissing him deeply and wetly.While kissing, Harry let his hands slip inside Susan’s sweater and found her breasts. Susan wore some tight sport bra the just had to be removed. Harry ended the kiss and started. “I am going to give you a massage every two, three days like Dr. Anderson gave you. She trained me for several months, and I’ve had lots of practice. And I want to just sit and talk. Find out what you really want. Plan.” “Maybe I could massage you,” she said in a seductive loud whisper and demonstrated with a hand rubbing across his abdomen, across his muscled chest and over his thick shoulders and back meanwhile pulling on his club. “Of course, but…you have to understand…the massage…uh…and the. Something to put on our CVs. A little fun along the way didn’t harm anyone, right? It didn’t take long for us to come up with a fair way to decide which of us would get to move to Connor’s office.The annual Christmas party was to be a hotly anticipated masquerade and of course, we didn’t have invites. What we did have though, was our friend Courtney in the HR department who slipped us duplicate ID’s for some of the lower-key attendees on the guest list. Since it was a masquerade, we figured we.