His mouth, still on her nipple, sucked in rhythm with his cock. She felt weightless. Without missing a thrust or suck, he practically ran to the house... Stopping every few feet, he paused to pump her hard. When they made it to the porch, Colt stopped at the railing. He pulled out of her pussy, and his dick was coated in her pearly juices. He forced her to her knees. Colt grabbed the base of his cock and guided it to her lips. Grasping her hair, he pulled her head back and forced her lips open. It was now a routine for them to meet every morning at this hour to discuss their efforts to follow Draco's movements on the Marauder's Map. Usually they met in the Gryffindor common room, but this morning some students had been using it to complete some homework, and so the meeting had convened in Moaning Myrtle's second-floor bathroom."How about you, Imogen?" asked Harry. "Have you seen any sign of Draco?" I stared at the map until I was cross-eyed," replied Imogen, whose face still showed. His fingers stretched across my butt cheeks as I felt the tip of one slowly circle my anus bud. My client gently pushed his finger into my tight asshole just as my orgasm began to wane. Keeping me in the dizzy heights of arousal, he expertly fucked my cunt and fingered my ass. I couldn’t believe that I was being paid to receive this level of pleasure.“Can I fuck your ass now?” my client dutifully enquired.“Honey of course you can fuck my ass. What position would you like to fuck me in?” I. The man looked like a short Santa.Doctor Andrew Wallace was sixty years old and had been practicing psychiatry for more than thirty of them. He began his career as a child psychologist, but a female acquaintance, whose lackluster treatment by her own therapist after she had been raped and battered had been the catalyst, had convinced him that he could do the job better.He began working with at-risk women and, eventually, specialized in trauma victims of all types. He volunteered a considerable.