She had trusted him to keep his word, and to keep the Warlock safe.But with Philip on board, she wanted to see her ship with her own eyes, to touch th... smooth metal of the hull and reassure herself that she still had wings. Especially when he started talking about her ship."I don't believe I've ever seen that vanship looking so pristine." He was saying."You haven't." Bren murmured, soft but clear. He wasn't being deliberately provoking, but he was no happier to be at the table than Sophia. Zoey wiggled, one arm bent over her head, the other stroking at her stomach, drawing lazy patterns. She was so sleek and beautiful, with her big tits and long legs.“So, what did you want to try?” she asked, eyes lidded with lust.I beamed at her and jumped on the bed, landing between her legs. My brown hair danced about my shoulders as I turned to face her pussy. She was shaved with a tattoo of a unicorn on her pubic mound. It looked like it was galloping past her pussy.I stroked the unicorn,. He stood with his back against the wall, listening intently. He took his pulse and counted, and only when the number reached six hundred without his having detected any sound did he step into the hallway, his wand out. There was no chance of an encounter with a house-elf; the enslaved creatures moved about the manor by apparition, or in the narrow passages that ran parallel to and behind the walls. He moved softly out of his room, and into a hall not very different from those at Hogwarts.Draco. To her eyes, there was nothing but utter darkness. A raw leather strap bound her wrists tightly, almost painfully tight. She had no way of covering herself, no way of shielding her body. She liked the feeling of helplessness though; she had her tilted back and to the side, her soft, pale neck and throat exposed. Her small, soft breasts betrayed her delight even further. Erect nipples quivered in anticipation. She had done this to herself at his command, bound and blinded and bedded herself..