“What about Dylan? What if I’m out of town or something? What if I can’t do what you expect of me?” The panic was evident in her voice as she ...ossed her questions at him rapidly.Michael chuckled at her. “Oh sweetheart, you and your innocence.” He said, reaching out to touch her face. “As far as Dylan, this arrangement would be the same as any other secret lover would be. He won’t find out. This will be discreet. You’ll make up an excuse.” He studied her as she weighed the words. “In short,. Emma parked on the street and walked up to the front door. Before she knocked, she was pleased to see a “Save My Pets” sticker on the front window. It indicated that one dog was on the premises.Peeking through the window, she could see the living-room. The floor was covered in a dizzying array of dog toys, all in various states of chewed-to-pieces. She knocked.“Coming!” was yelled from inside followed by a series of short, frantic barks. Brent answered the door, dressed as she had seen him this. Absolutely. No question.” She giggled again. “So ... Can I?” She shifted her head to look up at me, her big, beautiful eyes bright, her pupils dilated with desire.What do you think I said?She gifted me one of those knockout smiles then turned to face the bulge in my trousers and ran her hand down my stomach to fumble with my trouser fastenings. She got the outer button undone and unhooked the inner clasp, but when she tried to pull them open, it didn’t work.“What’s wrong with these stupid. She eventually caved in and soon their tongues were intertwined with each others. Hermione could feel the heat growing in between her legs, as well as the rock hard shaft in Krum's pants. She took a moment's break from running her hands through Krum's short hair and began to rub the bulge. A low, guttural groan escaped from Krum's lips and she giggled. “Do you like that?” Hermione asked with a wink. Krum could only managed to nod his head feverishly. She unbuttoned his trousers and slipped one.