He was not willing to get my dick in his asshole. I made him believe not to penetrate deep in him but just rubbing and a bit stroking against the hole... My movement was getting harder and harder. At a point when my penis moved slightly into him, I got wild and in a friction of a second put all my weight on his back, pushing his head into the bed. hunmmmmmm.. …. and pushed my ramrod deep into the dark narrow street with a very strong jerk. He was not ready for it. He slightly cried and tried. She moaned so load calling me an asshole and a dork for doing what I did. Her pussy was so tight. It was grabbing my dick like it didn't want it to go. Oh my god, if I wasn't bitch I would had came inside her but then I was b**st and the liquor was my power aid. The more I went in the more she moans. She started biting my neck like she was trying to me hers. I knew this bitch was wild. So I started fucking her harder. I turned her around and started fucking her doggiestyle. While doing that I. Imogen also noted the extra power afforded Hannah's curse by the genuine anger that had been in her when she'd cast the spell. She recalled the words of Bellatrix Lestrange to Harry, when he tried but failed to inflict the Cruciatus curse on her. "You have to really mean it!" Perhaps that applied to other spells, too. She filed the thought away for further consideration when time permitted.There was no doubt in Imogen's mind about why she'd done so well at the DA meeting. She'd arrived. Today was Sunday, and in the last two weeks he had had a number of court appearances scheduled - there would have been havoc at his firm, his associates baffled by his disappearance, a missing person report filed - he would be returning to chaos, with no conceivable explanation he could give for his absence.By now Thompson had almost grown accustomed to the goddesses' ability to sense the subject of his thoughts, and he was not surprised when Aphrodite advised him that she had caused his firm.