‘Go on,’ Arlyne pushes. ‘Jab them in. Feel how deep they go.’Trent does, though still hesitantly. His fingers slip past the folds. There isn�...t a way to describe his excitement. He presses forward, slipping one finger farther than the others, and sure enough it does go in, and quite far. In a flash, he yanks his hand away, his breathing turning rough and ragged.“What the fuck is this?” he asks, overwhelmed by the revelation.Laughter rings through his head. It is loud and clear that the creature. As Malfoy walked back down to his common room, Krum had his eyes closed, clearly enjoying the sensation of Hermione’s hot mouth engulfing his hardening shaft.‘God… You’re so hot!’ moaned Krum, tearing off Hermione’s dress shirt in the process to reveal her pert teen tits. He reached down and began to massage one as he watched Hermione’s head bob back and forth over his cock.‘Mmmmpf… Mmmpf…Mmmpf’ mumbled Hermione trying to respond with Krum’s cock still in her mouth.Krum bent over top of her. It was acceptable, but I could have done much better. I looked again outside the window and imagined what their lives were like. They would suffer the rain for now, but soon they would be in their warm, cosy, homes. With their partners or spouses. Maybe watching their children. How I envy their lives. I flicked my ginger, curly hair over one shoulder, and tucked my fringe behind my left ear. It annoyed me a lot. However I felt for the people down in the streets was not so much envy but perhaps. I have so many questions that will have to remain unanswered. This loss, the slow grind of acceptance, is terrible. You fill my thoughts and my heart hurts. I wish for a different outcome. Crazy thoughts shoot through my head, bouncing off memories of you. What if I’d called sooner? I should have sent more little positive messages. I should have just asked permission to visit. If I had, you’d still be here, fighting. Then I wouldn’t have this huge ache inside. I recognize these thoughts as.