”“OK.” Barbara smiled and tried to make it light. “You're the boss.”“You agree to be my sex slave?” Mark didnt lighten up at all. Barbar... though this was just a sexy beginning to a morning of fucking. It excited her. “I am your slave.” She approached him and attempted to embrace his big chest. Mark took a step back. “Take off your top and bra.” He barked. Again, Barbara was stunned. WTF? Mark? He reached forward with his index finger and ran it down the front of her top, popping the. Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Part 9 Mr Weasley appeared outside of Lunas house. Hed had a long day at work trying to cover the whole saga about Luna hexing the poor muggle boy. After knocking on her front door for a few minutes she answered. Mr Weasleys attention was lost for a moment when he noticed she was only wearing a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was wet and tied up.. She was a tomboy; I was her best mate. We swam and surfed, dug for fossils and listened to Beatles records – even had our first sneaky cigarette down the end of Chatswood Station. We were together for four years. It was the most glorious time of my life! One day, when we were up in her room playing, Kath fell back onto her bed and her panties slid down her long slender legs. I saw my first vagina – Kath’s vagina! We held hands, started kissing, I undressed – awkwardly – we lay down together –. In the same instance I feel hands groping at my soggy swim-shorts trying to pull them down! ‘And get this wet thing off !’ she squeals, her determined fingers clamped into the waistband of my wet shorts. I struggle, automatically gripping at her wrists whilst at the same time trying to hang on to my modesty, but she’s too strong for me and my shorts are unceremoniously yanked down around my knees, exposing my pearly-white male bits to the hot Cornish sun – and to Bella…My parents had packed me.