I'd just lay there being submissive while his rough doggy tongue would go wild, straight into my hole lapping up all the juices he had created and wit... every lick his snout would bump my clit. I pulled my dad's tshirt up to my neck, exposing my pert tits so I could pinch my nipples while Benji lavished me with pleasure. Laying there in the silent darkness it took me all of my energy not to moan out loud. As I laid there with my tits exposed, knickers pulled to the side and the dog tongue. Then the touch of something against my left ear sends me searching rapidly in the other direction. I reach there and discover a small white rose. "lle naa n'e en' sul ar' weary, tender edhel," I hear again behind me, "leth auta en' lle dela ar' hama."When I look up from the rose, the Elf is finally standing there in front of me. He's taller than I am, dressed in black and dark autumn red. He is wearing a leather hood with a silk mask across his nose and lower face. All I can see are his. The mere thought of studying sent Hermione into a frenzy of delight! What would she teach the young Ginny? Transfiguration? Defense Against The Dark Arts? Oh! Hermione did not care which subject, for she loved them all. She walked into the libary and proceeded to look for Ginny - she overheard several people talking, "man, I never knew she could be that hot - honestly, I'd have her!" "Yeah, me to!" was just a few of the things she heard, but she dismissed them as unimportant. And almost two. I began caressing her gently, stroking her belly, her sides, her breasts. "So helpless. Poor Dee. She's so sleepy; so heavy; so very, very helpless." I reached down and positioned her legs far apart. I pressed her arms by her sides. She remained exactly as I placed her. Her eyes were blank behind drooping lids, but I knew very well that she could hear every word, feel every touch. I began stroking her hairless pussy. Her breathing quickened, but otherwise, she didn't make a sound.This was the.