Her cock, as advertised, squirted thick white liquid onto the carpet.Hermione sat back on her haunches, breathless. When she had recovered, she reache... a finger down and sampled some of the ejaculate and was amazed to discover that it didn’t taste like semen but more like her own juices.Well, she thought, this will definitely work.Harry came back from lunch to find an owl post from his wife on his desk:So you think I’m a tease, do you? Ready to put your arse where your mouth is?Harry raised his. ”“There’s no way that I’m going into politics daddy; I’m way too honest for that game. And did you really mean that I should sleep with people to get to the top?”“You don’t need to have sex with men to get what you want from them; it’s all in the tease factor. Men love the chase and the good ones know that the chase doesn’t always result in them getting what they dream about.”“What about the bad men daddy?”“Oh you’ll soon learn to identify them; and then you crush them. Metaphorically of. I tremble as I open my eyes. His cock is in front of me, already semi hard. Put it in your mouth. I shake my head. Okay. If youd rather it in your ass&hellip, Ive never given a blow job before. Despite the man about to rape me, I worry Ill be bad at it. I take it in my hands. I hesitantly take the tip in my mouth and Ive hardly begun when he grabs my hair and shakes his head. Take it all. I try, but I gag. Sighing, he grabs my head firmly. If I feel teeth, you feel the knife. Got it? I dont. ” I said, following her.She grabbed my wrist and pulled me up to a cramped sections filled with people screaming, shirtless, and covered in body paint. We found our way to a quiet corner that was momentarily vacant, and sat down. The bleachers were cold, as always.“Ughh… Why are these bleachers always so cold?” She complained, reading my mind.“Oh, well, you can sit on my lap if you want. We’d take up less room that way anyways.” I recommended. Without a word, she took her seat on my lap. This.