Now we were locked in the most passionate kiss I could remember. Even my first serious kiss and my honeymoon were not this good. I was hot and wanton,...and I was wanton for him. Suddenly he pulled his hand away and broke the kiss and I was disappointed, until I noticed the waiter standing in front of us talking. I didn’t hear what the waiter said, but he shook his head and said that he wanted to leave. I tried to straighten my skirt but he was pulling me forward and then out the door to the van.. " I eased off on pinching my nipples and tried to relax. It helped but not much; I still squirmed and moaned.He paused when his mouth was right between the muscles a few inches from my pussy. He asked, "Hickey?" No! You little shit! I'll hickory-dickory your dick if you don't watch it!"He relented then dried off my thigh. He got some more water and washed/sucked the flat area between the leg crease and my pussy lip all the way from my mound to the start of my ass. Jaysus! I felt his mouth on. As long as the bloodline continues there will always be Veela in the family, even if its a mere percentage.As long as...Until just recently that in itself was in jeopardy. My cousins were all boys, my sister positive that her mate was a girl and as for me...I was happily married to Bill Weasley and trying for a family. Then the vaginal pains started and St. Mungo's revealed the worst news to me. Our marriage suffered and a painful divorce ensued.Husband-less and unable to bear children, I fell. He just kept pounding and pounding me in a brutal way. His balls were slapping my asshole, while I screamed and moaned.He asked if I liked his black dick; but I could not answer.Then he threw me on the bed and as I was trying to catch my breath, he lifted my ankles up to his broad shoulders and fucked me missionary, very hard and fast again.He put his heavy hand around my throat lightly and then he started pounding me really in a very brutal and angry way…All of a sudden I felt him blowing his.