When I explained that we could get caught she yelled out she doesnt care and just wants to fuck. She lays there frustrated with me inside her for a fe... seconds and tells me to wait a few minutes here and then meet her in the living room. She climbs out the back seat, looks around and runs back inside. I stroke my cock and watch her ass jiggle; the back of the jersey was stuck in her thong strap....hopefully nobody else saw that. After a few minutes I put my pants back on, climbed out the trunk. I slip it under you, finding your breasts swinging under you in motion to our bodies coming together. Your torso collapses onto the bed, your head turned to the side, your face flushed and your breath coming in heavy gasps, painted with tender moans. My hand underneath you slips down your quivering stomach to find your stretched pussy oozing with moisture. My fingers coat themselves and then stroke your clit in gentle circles. Your need takes over and you become the huntress…surprising me by. He stands barely 1/2” taller than his 6th grade sister Mina, outweighs her by only 2 pounds. He secretly wears her underwear. With the help of some potent weed, a 12-pack of his mom’s Heineken, and his renegade reflection, Michael transforms over the weekend into girlhood. Note that Michael is my most effeminate, undersized, least endowed protagonist yet. He pleasure’s himself with the usual vibrators and dildos overnight as all my Home Alone for The Weekend characters. This story is not for. Her mark was tied to her husband. That mark disappeared and didn’t kill her, but I got her just like you” Harry said.“What about Andi though?” Narcissa asked.“Andi came to me willingly. Her husband and daughter died in the finale battle and needed protection of the head of the Black family, which is me. I granted it only if she became my assistant” Harry said with a smirk.The way Harry said assistant made Narcissa think that her sister was a sex slave like she and Bellatrix were about to.