Her climax was forceful, never ending. She surrendered completely, enjoying the sensations that coursed through her in continuous waves. For long blis...ful moments, she gloried in the aftermath as her orgasm slowly subsided. As her body went limp beneath him, Ante drank in her nectar, loving her taste, loving her. He savored her essence as he lay beside her, holding her in his arms once more. Neither of them spoke until Dezerae broke the silence. ‘It’s my turn to pleasure you, darlin,’ she cooed. ‘SHIT Ron… How can you keep going?’ Hermione cried as her orgasm finally ceased. Hermione was astonished at Ron’s endurance, and rightfully so; he had lasted far longer than any mortal man could have while fucking such a sweet peach.‘Just for you baby!’ Ron replied, proud of himself for holding out so long. The potion’s beneficial effects had allowed Ron to last far longer, but even those effects were slowly ebbing away as he began to pant in anticipation of a very messy and sticky end. Ron. He began to stroke her nipples with one hand and, as she lowered her head towards his cock, he began to stroke along the crack of her ass with his other hand to send hot shivers all down her spine. She was ready for the taste of his cock now and she undid his pants and released it from his shorts. It was almost hard already – but not quite and she set about changing that by taking it deep into her mouth. She swished the saliva around in her mouth bathing the head of his cock and it soon became. .. looking at her stew upon the table, that she prepared, growing cold, made her angry and miserable...much more so than before. This man was cruel, pure and simple, he had not agood bone in his body, she was convinced. She sat in silence, plotting hisdemise. He ate noisily, evendemanded more. It burned her to the core of her being that he could be so crudeand thoughtless. When he finished, he pushed himself away from the table andleaned back in his chair. He ordered her to clean up.