He had made her wait and so would she. She bowed her head, trailing her curls down his chest, pushing her way down his body until it was her turn to t...ase him with her tongue and mouth. She licked him slowly feeling the tension rise in his sex. His manhood lifting towards her smooth lips. She swirled her tongue around the tip of his strong staff before engulfing him whole into her mouth. His breath caught again followed by a guttural moan. He gripped her hair and thrust his pelvis against her. " Thats a good slut." "Hold it, don't let it slip out!" "Or I'll have to put it somewhere else." (Like her mouth) "Yes sir." As she clenches her butt hole. I then slip my glove off. I pick up a flogger and d**** it over one shoulder and let the the straps slide gently over her skin. Doing this to both sides several times. She's giving meowing moans obviously enjoying it. I then step back and swing it across her legs and ass and back. Her weighted tits are swinging and being pulled with each. Eventually it was common knowledge that any remark about his diminutive stature was a quick ticket to a meeting with a very determined and skilled opponent.Hermione spoke up. "But professor, surely they're not really going to duel - that's such nonsense - no one duels!" She did not see Ron shaking her head in contradiction."I must go," replied Flitwick. "But your friends at the table will tell you a bit about how things work." What's he talking about?" exclaimed Hermione. Harry had no idea, and. " No, Mom, not Mrs. Rice."Must be someone new, I thought as I asked him who his calendar-pick was."You, Mom, I'd love a calendar of you."Okay, I'll try to be as rational as I can here. Yes, I'm pretty nice looking. I'm thirty-eight, take care of myself pretty well and when I get out of the shower and look in the mirror, well, there's a slight shadow under my boobs but they're pretty nice. And below, my belly is flat and, since I shave, my pussy looks pretty much like the girls in his calendar.