Fucking cumming!”There was no doubt about that. The teasing cunt shook her ass all over him, bouncing and trembling even more than Marion bounced a...d trembled. Maybe not, but it sure seemed that way. In any event, Rosemary Criscola let loose like Vic loved all his women letting loose, with a lot of movement and lots of dirty talk vocals. As for Vic, he couldn’t help but let loose too. Mrs. Criscola, the once staid and strict Social Studies teacher, did her very best to suck all the goo. Releasing the cuffs from each other, he gave a gentle tug of hair to let her know to crawl out. Moving back from the door, he watched as she eased up to all fours, stretching before she crept out towards him and stilled just outside of the cage. He had brought her this deep before, many times, but for tonight, he wanted to push her deeper. A bowl of water set before her, he guided her head down until her mouth touched to the liquid, watching as she drank and raised back. An almost evil grin. She really likes you, Steve, that’s why she doesn’t quite know how to act around you. I suppose that, professionally, you have to be detached, but you talk to her like I do. She never really knew Clive, but even when he was around he never really bonded with her. I suppose that I should answer your question now.”“You really don’t have to Kat.” She smiled: “But I’d like to!”“Okay—if you’re sure!”“I am—make yourself comfortable. Sure, there are always suitors, as you call them, as I’m sure you. The students were all sent to their homes, and to a summer without responsibilities, or at least with none of the scholastic variety.As Harry predicted, he received an invitation from Sirius to stay at 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry's acceptance delivered by Hedwig as fast as her wings could carry her. He looked forward to a summer with his god-father, who, in time, became more of a step-father to Harry than his uncle ever aspired to.Arthur Weasley, much to his surprise, found himself appointed to.