"Not for long." Daddy, please..." Heather asked, eyes glassy with tears. "Stop!He laughed softly and climbed on top of her, a sly smile on his face. "...ell me you want it baby, I know you do. Talk dirty to Daddy."He unzipped his pants and pulled out his long, thick cock. "Look at it baby, Look how hot you made Daddy," he said, jerking it slowly until it was completely erect. He straddled her, putting one knee on each of her arms, his huge dick looming in front of her face. She stared up at him,. 'Maybe a darker beer meant it would taste better than the shit I had drank in the states, like Corona Mexican Cerveza?' I pondered. I lifted the glass and was amazed at how heavy it felt. If I wanted to show this 'wanker' (is that the same as asshole?) not to fuck with a American, I was determined to down the whole drink, pay for it myself, and walk out with my head held high. He had raised his own full pint of Guinness from across the room and I did the same back. We both smiled to confirm the. "Why don't you stand up and take off them clothes", Ordered the front man. Becky slowly stood up, a tear slowly running down her pretty cheek. She grasped the top of her vest and slowly pulled it up over her head, revealing her sports bra she wore whilst dancing. She dropped her vest and proceeded to pull down her tights."Slower! And move yo hips from side to side like a naughty slut!" Yelled the man behind her. Becky sighed and started crying harder. With extreme humiliation she began moving. Harry, went back to his book ,but images of Hermonie, down on all fours with his shaft in her virgin ass were popping up, along with Images of Hermonie Spread wide for him. He decided to get her in bed no matter what. Her body would be his. He switched his boring book for a spell book and looked for a book to induce a mood of horneyness on Hermonie. He found on one spell that increased a girl’s sexual pleasure and another that caused its target to become wet and horny. He chose the latter and.