You whisper, "I want it to be like that every time, pure pleasure and feel you explode." For a few moments, I lay in your arms, catching my breath. I ...et you to lay on your back, kiss you on the lips, restrain your hands. I lick and kiss your neck, followed by your nipples, ahhh fuck. Love to hear you moan. Kissing a trail down to your cockhead.I am between your spread legs. Just licking your slit as I look into your eyes. Slowly licking you again. I know you want more, but you cant touch.. " I was being sarcastic. "I skipped it tonight," she answered. She gave no apology or explanation for her actions last night. "I opened the door when you knocked on it, but you never came to be bed. Why?" I looked at her still angry about last night. "You locked the bedroom door. It was obvious you didn't want to be around me, so I slept in my chair," I answered a little sadly.She put dinner on the table without a comment. I didn't push the issue. Maybe I was afraid of the results if I did. We. She though I was really cute, nice guy, but I’d never ever fuck her. She preferred big cocks, really big cocks. She was a super size queen (she has one of those tattoos, a spade with with a Q in it, just above her pussy). I didn’t know what that meant, she had to explain. She preferred at least 8 inches and thick. BUT, she wanted me to be a part of a threesome, with her black boyfriend. (Truth was she was looking for a cute white guy with a small cock to be her cuckold). I thought about it for. ”“Go ahead and get some sleep,” Harry said, standing up. “I’ll take watch tonight.”Hermione stood up too and smiled her thanks. “If you get tired, wake me and I’ll take over for you,” she said.“I will,” Harry agreed, and ducked out of the tent flap.It was impossible to get comfortable. The little chair that they used while keeping watch was wobbly, and too small for Harry. He eventually ended up like he always did while on watch: slumped down with his back and head resting against the tent..