"I really am a fan."I nod. Right. She might of heard of me once, about three weeks ago. It's a shame. She's hotter than a two dollar pistol, but she h...s lousy taste in guys.She looks at me again."You really don't recognize me, do you?" she asks.Suddenly I'm going through the files in my brain, but she ain't in there. The parties at Lila's, my trips, even the babes in the orgies I went to while checking out the Devil Worship thing. She smiles and pulls out a book.I see the cover and don't even. Her legs felt loose and her pussy felt as though it were aroused like never before. Part of her wished her hands weren't secured so that she could rub her clit. Jab, face. Cross, left shoulder. And, finally, a powerful hook to her gut. "Uhhhhh" she moaned as the pain in her body made itself felt. He gave her a few seconds to catch her breath before resuming his barrage of punches. He tried many combinations. Her body was thrown onto the punching bag and left swaying along with it backwards then. I was getting ready to call Frank to fill him in case Clayton Cheeks was still slow at his job, when in walked Robert with a sizable folder.“Well, I think we have solved the mystery of Aadam Mohamed. Everything is close to what your CIA guy said, with a few differences.”“Aadam did leave for Afghanistan 10 weeks ago on UAE flight 709. It made a layover stop in the Netherlands before landing in Kabul a day later. There he made several trips to the Pakistan Embassy before flying to Karachi.”“There. He spread her pussy open and started licking, her pussy getting wetter and wetted with every lick, the juices running down his throat, cheeks, neck, and chest. Her pussy tasted so sweet. Like the sweetest candy, only better. He couldn't stand it anymore. He needed to be inside of her. He tore off his shirt and pants and revealed his thick, long, hard cock. Harmione could see it was atleast 7 inches. She bit her lip and nodded. Draco knew she was giving him permission to fuck her. And he was.