.laying Really still just hoping he won’t hurt me. He runs his hand up my shirt, leans over me, I feel his little hard dick tickle my bare thigh as ...e puts his lips to my ear and says, “be really still, and I promise you’all like it.” I closed my eyes. Wondering...what Am I going to like? He runs his finger up and down my slit. Hovering over my little rosebud feeling my stomach tighten each time. He knew I liked it, whether I said so or not. He pulled my tight little panties down to my knees. But we’re real, and, until four weeks ago, my paycheck was real too.After parking, I get inside the building and head up to the fifth floor. I’m not with all the fancy publishers. I’m an editor, like a lackey or serf. Important people deal with authors and the media. I deal with books. Books are simple. Words are easy. Words never decide to randomly stop paying you.The elevator door to the fifth floor opens, and I step out without thinking. I look around and wish I’d stayed in. The whole floor. Lucy was in her fours, and her creamy cunt was just wet enough.Grace let her boyfriend with his brothers, and moved slowly.Lucy was loving Claire's pussy. This time, she was perfectly comfortable with this. And, this time, she was surprisingly relaxed. She just allowed her tongue to explore Claire's delicate parts.Delicious parts.Then, she felt a pair of hands on her butt, bringing it down. She stopped for a second to look behind her.Grace Mills was lying on the floor, and she pulling Lucy's. Not one, not two, but three wizards have been ensnared by her very powerful sexual magic. This reporter has reason to believe that Miss Granger has been using powerful love potions to trick unsuspecting male teenagers into having sex with her. Although there is no conclusive photographic proof, this journalist has also learned of this deviant little teenager’s propensity to use her love potions on Hogwarts professors to raise her already high marks. Not only has she been tricking innocent.