She could feel his black lacy bra, his large unsightly breast pressed against her upper arms. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and clamped his...huge right hand over her mouth. He pulled her head backwards and pressed it against his hairy chest, angled his own head and buried his face in her soft creamy neck. He snorted her flesh nosily. He crossed his fat legs over her waist and torso and bent his knees to firmly pull her against him. His cock was rubbing against the back of her body, up. The voice that came out of his new body had none of the nobility and class that he had worked so hard to perfect; instead, it was full of uncertainty, cluelessness, and an odd squeak here and there. Riddle turned to stare at Wormtail in annoyance about the fact that he hadn't been robed, and was met with the last thing he ever expected. Before him was his servant passed out, apparently from blood loss and shock at being in the presence of his resurrected master, and Harry Potter still tied to. She promised she’d meet us for dinner, but she never showed up.Jacy was worried that something happened to her mom so we went to her apartment in Hoboken, and discovered that her mom wasn’t like either of us remembered. She was strung out and incoherent. You could see track marks all of her arms and legs. The beautiful woman who stole my heart no longer existed; she was replaced by an empty shell.A year later we heard she passed away from an overdose. When I told Jacy the news she didn’t cry.. Her entire body shaking, pushing me over the edge as well. " Oh God!!" I moan as I begin shooting my load into her. Wendy is still in the throes of her own orgasm as she feels the heat of my sperm filling her. The throbbing of my cock deep inside her causes her to groan as her orgasms begin abating. " Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMMmmmmm." Wendy sighs, holding me close, her legs still wrapped around my hips, as the trembling of her body slowly eases. I collapse on.