Usually driving to spend the evening around a group of strangers would freak me out, but all I can think about is the wind licking my nipples through ...y tight shirt and hoping you’ll appreciate the display.I pull up and park in the driveway, not too concerned with getting blocked in. I don’t plan on going home. A few people are already here, sitting out back. I shrug on my flannel to cover just a bit to be polite, grab my case of hard cider and the jug of my own jungle juice. I lug everything. “The door! A door is open in the gate hall!” Stumbling, she continued to back into the passageway, fear like a fist gripping her heart.Siri responded: “The door opened as you entered. Did you mentally command it to open?”“Fuck no!” Rebecca cried, 10’ into the passageway and continuing to retreat. “Why would I do that?”She’d always assumed that locked doors remained locked for her protection. Siri assured her that everything secured behind the doors in the hall had to do with powering and. He slowly started pulling out and pushing back in. Pushing a little more in each time. Making me moan and him groan. Oh Krista….fuck! I love your cunt squeezing my cock like this. Im going to fuck you every day, every night. You are mine Krista. Say it! Say youre mine! ….Im ….Im yours master. Oh please fuck me like the slut I am! He started going at me at a frenzied pace, pounding me hard. Pain and pleasure mixing. Almost battling over my body. Until finally pleasure won. All I could feel was. Drip. As he had done all summer long, he tapped the spot where Greg Goyle had skewered his chest with a Quidditch broom, and said a short prayer for the souls of his lost friends. Slowly, he let all thought of the day’s events leave his mind. Voldemort swirled away into a cloud of nothingness, the Centaur and Dementor wars evaporated, concern over what Soseh would say in the morning vanished. Drip. Finally, he was aslee— there was a snap, sharp and short.“AND I DON’T CARE IF I NEVER SEE YOUR.