I've never heard of a moose patronus before. I've never even seen a real moose - not even in a zoo. Some say that your patronus may reflect your perso...ality. I don't know if it's true, but suppose for a moment it is. What are moose known for?" They're vicious," said Imogen, "by far the nastiest creature in the forest. A moose will attack a human on sight, and kill without the slightest provocation. A wolf, or even a bear, will run away if it comes across a person, but not a moose." There are no. I’m dripping for him, and when he gets to me, he slides right in. My eyes close, relishing the feel of the hot, hard, huge cock inside me. I lift my heels to the table, opening myself completely. Leaning back on my arms, I slit my eyes to watch him. That’s all the stimulation I need, the sight of his youthful body, full of grace and strength, glistening with sweat and lust as he pumps deep into me. As he holds the edge of the table and thrusts hard and fast, his six-pack abdomen ripples with. “You want my cock up your pussy whore?” He demands of me. I have one in front of me now and one behind me. A cock rubbing between my cheeks while one is tantalisingly close to my pussy. “You are so ready for some big black cock bitch. Tell me you want it, you want me to breed your cunt.” He demands four fingers in my pussy oh my god, this is not his first visit to the rodeo and he is good and he damn well knows it. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck. Fuck me.” I demand. I am spun around so I am facing. Not Weather. I wasn't quite sure where all the nutrition was going, given how slender she was. Maybe it was her personality burning all the calories. Nevertheless, I liked the gusto she showed when eating. "I've gotta work this morning, Weather," I said, "What are you going to do?" I thought I'd wander around town. Maybe try my Greek," she replied."Good. Just remember not to swear accidently. E-nun-ci-a-tion," I advised with a smile. She'd shocked several locals when accidently mispronouncing.