He stopped and scratched his head, he didn't own a pair of those, and neither did Hermione. So where did she get them? More importantly, how had she e...ded up in them? He sat down on the edge of the bed and thought about it, "Oh, yeah," he nodded, remembering that Angelina had dared Fred and Hermione to go upstairs and trade underwear. He decided then that Hermione looked better in boxers than Fred did in a red thong. Panicking, he looked down and was relieved to see he was wearing his own. Spittle ran out his mouth over his lip and down his stubble covered chin. He dabbed the nasty sleeve of his checked shirt over his mouth and chin."Wider!" arching his eyes as I spread my legs further apart. The gun was inviting to me, but too far away. With no warning, his hands grabbed my panties and ripped them off my body. The chafing of the fabric burned against my skin, shooting pain across my hips. I yelped but kept my legs apart afraid he would hit me again.The man took his gun off the. "I need your dick inside me" She moaned. I lifted her off the dryer and carried her across the hall to my room. before the door was even finished swinging shut she pulled off her sports bra and i got my first proper look at her two gloriously round tits.I squeezed them hard as I threw her against the wall and she began to rip my clothes off. In one swift movement I pulled down her spandex and tossed one of her legs over my shoulder as I knelt down to face her pussy. It was so smooth and aroused. , I don't know what I'm doing." But you're done with me." No. I still want to be friends." You fucking bitch." I felt bad saying it. I hoped it would hurt her even more.She placed her hand on my knee and pushed it down. I struggled, but let it drop. She moved and covered the distance between us. Her lips searched out mine. When she found them, she took them into her mouth hard and desperate. I knew she still loved me.I turned my face away. "Don't you have any self respect?" I asked."What?" she.