He unfastened his belt and took out his penis. “On your knees.” He commanded. She defied him until he slapped her in the face and repeated his ord...r. With tears in her eyes, which from up close he saw were grey, she got on her knees. She didn't need further instruction, and all by herself she took him in her mouth. It felt good. The girl had a small mouth, and his dick did more than fill it. She had a hard time sucking it. He took her by the hair and pushed himself inside her throat. More tears. I turned and looked him in the eyes again, for the hundredth time that night, I wondered if I would ever get enough of sharing that contact with him. He could see in my eyes, I’m sure, but I answered him anyway, “Yes. Yes I’m alright.” I took another drag on the fag, before passing it back to him. He stood and offered me a hand. I got to my feet, giggling as my legs felt a little unsteady. Putting his arm around my waist he walked me back around to the front of the bar. We stood at the. She was like, “Enti baava masth aakali medha unnatunnavgaa enjoy”.And then I started burying my head into her ass and she was responding well. I rubbed her pussy which was beautiful and pink with a little hair. I loved it. Hema was moaning like hell, “Aaaaahhhh baava naaka raa aa pussy ni”. (I want your tongue inside me very badly).Listening to this, I rushed my tongue into her pussy. The aroma of her pussy made me go mad. We both were in cloud 9 and she was like, “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.. come on,. She suppressed the sudden urge to do just that, knowing full well that nothing could be gleaned from such destructive measures. It would not change anything, except her mood, but even that could not be improved measurably by the snapping of her symbolic hell. Of course, seeing Hagrid's face when he found the snapped remains might be rather amusing. Especially with the huge deal he had made over how lucky she was, getting a specially made wand from Ollivander. It wasn't like she had wanted one,.