.my cock was limp yet I could feel the Precum dripping out an down my leg, I make an adjustment, being sure to get some Precum on my fingers so I coul... taste the silkyness an pretend it was his. He stood up, pull his shirt over his bearish chest, that I would have willingly massage for my pleasure, an said let’s go....we had dinner, daydreaming the whole time he would get drunk an say something that may suggest a way for his cock to get in my mouth. Never happened... I went back to my room,. "So... ," Sandra said, drawing out her words, "I think that maybe I should do something to set some of that right."Carl really didn't understand what she was getting at. All he was aware of was how close she was to him at that moment. Close enough for him to smell her perfume. When she placed her hand on his arm and leaned even closer, the young man was afraid he was going to faint."Maybe we can make some memories of your own on that bed," she whispered softly, "sort of continue the. .I don’t think so,’ laughed Voldemort mockingly, ‘this is a job only Ronald and Draco are worthy of, and besides, I think it’s best for you to just sit there where you cannot do any more damage.’ Draco and Ron laughed at each other silently behind Voldemort’s back as Bellatrix hunched over on her chair with tears glistening in her eyes. ‘Now, I must depart’ said Voldemort as he turned back to Ron and Draco, ‘I have a long journey to Bulgaria to complete before the end of the night......farewell. It felt wild, as it gushed into my pants making me even wetter.I got home, fortunately there was no one around and I was able to slip into my apartment without being seen. I pulled off my shirt and bra and dropped them on the bedroom floor as I went into the bathroom. I peeled out of my wet jeans and stood there looking at my soaked panties in the mirror. They were clinging to my crotch and I couldn't resist touching myself. I was very turned on, and to make a long story short wound up cumming.