” She got in the car and gave me a kiss. I pulled out.We turned onto her street and I saw police cars with lights going at the house. I said, “Mor...an, the police are at your house. Take it easy and be calm. Let them do their job. Calmly find out what’s going on.”She nodded. We pulled up behind a police car and got out slowly. Hand in hand, we walked toward the house where the activity, such as it was, was taking place. A policeman stopped us. Morgan said, “That’s my mother’s house. I was coming. One night i dreamed that I was at home and i was having sex with my grandpa his cock was so big and hard and it felt so real.When I woke up i was so hard I had to jack off and I couldn't stop thinking about it the whole day.A week later my parents were out of town for a few days and they had called my grandpa to watch me until they come back.I was kind of excited although I knew nothing would happen.My grandpa is tall about 6.1 in good shape with big strong hands while I'm short 5.6 with a. If she was going to fuck a donkey for their gratification, they could have at least had the grace to wait for her.She glanced suspiciously at Juanita.Juanita looked innocent enough, she thought. There was a bit of burro-cum glistening on her pretty tits, but that often happened from preliminary spillage and Maria could detect no signs of cum on the girl's lips. Maybe Juanita was simply too sexy, she considered. Maybe it would be better to get a scrawny or ugly woman to tease the burro into. Hermione Granger didn't haunt me beyond high school, although I did have one scare when J.K. Rowling published the final book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, where Hermione's middle name was revealed in the reading of Dumbledore's will. You guessed it: Jean! My heart froze when I first read that line lying in bed one night, the paperback still shiny and un-creased. I had visions of undergraduates parading around me in the student union cafeteria calling out "And To Miss Hermione JEAN.