Tracys best friend Sabrina lived in the same apartment complex, just 6 doors over she would go over there and get her nails done, as Sabrina she owned...her own salon studio. They would chat and drink while I babysat Sabrina's little daughter in the next room over. One weekend as usual i watched the little one, as my step-mom got drunk and got her nails done- until sabrina's ex came over to pick up her daughter for the weekend-- when they took off i had nothing to do- so i went in tonthe kitched. Di – “Do you need any help, darling?”She looked at my boner. I nodded happily hoping for a handjob. But she bent down and spread my legs away, keeping her face in between. I knew she didn’t like using her mouth on my dick. But she kept loosening my shorts and freed my member out.She placed her palms over my member and rubbed it a little. My cock jerked in her hands and she carefully squeezed my cock, pulling my skin along with her fingers. It did hurt a little but she made sure that turned into. Three days had went by when I got a text on my phone from an area code I was not familiar with. The text simply said "Hello". I text hello back and received a reply that said, "This is Sheila, we met the other day at the car wash". We than began a text conversation. She said she would like to go to dinner but that it could only be on a "friend" basis and that she was leaving the next morning to go back home. We set up the time and I met her at the restaurant which is inside the hotel she was. Ginny too attempted to get at Ernie, but in the commotion could not get past her brothers. Only Imogen, sitting next to Ernie, was able to express what the entire group felt. Standing, she dealt Ernie several stinging slaps to the face, each harder than the last. The hapless Hufflepuff sat perfectly still, making no attempt to avoid the blows, almost as if he welcomed them. Imogen only stopped when Harry struck her with a mild Impedimentia jinx."Sit down!" commanded Harry, and when Imogen.