I found his hands intriguing. Somewhat rough and dry for a young boy who didn't know of hard labor, and very much in contrast to my somewhat sweaty p...lms. His fingers were full of wrinkles both on top and bottom, and he had slightly overgrown fingernails with a buildup of dirt under each. I found it extremely passionate to hold hands with him. While we were talking, I managed to get him to lean back so I could smell his natural aroma, and actually got away with placing a few kisses on his. At that point, she wasn’t even there she looked at the ceiling, thinking about how she could have avoided this. her daze was interrupted by him, trying to kiss her. she moved her head to the side, trying to get away he started kissing her neck and chest.She cried out loud as she scratched and pounded at his chest and face. he grabbed her arms, flipped her over onto her stomach and leaned down to her ear. “isn’t this what you wanted?” he said, as he kissed her back. “what?! who are you?! why are. “We have met, Hermione Granger. Two years ago my uncle nearly killed you for entering these woods. If it had not been for Albus Dumbledore, we would have certainly slayed the witch protecting you.” “Protecting me?” said Hermione incredulously. “Umbridge,” whispered Ron. “You would be wise not to speak such a name in these woods, Ron Weasley.” “Felspar, Professor Umb… er, that woman was not protecting me. She was wicked and vile.” “On this we can agree, Hermione Granger.” Felspar stepped over. He turned on the taps so a trickle of water came out of the hose and adjusted them until he was satisfied with the temperature.“Bend over the edge of the bath”. I complied. I really didn't expect what happened next. He pushed the hose straight into my anus. The muscle didn't want to give but he pushed it with force and suddenly it was in me. The strange sensation of water filling me was bizarre and uncomfortable. I could feel my inside filling and swelling as the water poured into me. I started.