" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Harry began to apologize."Actually I should thank you," Hermione interrupted and she walked into the Dursley house. ...As Hermione walked past Harry, he noticed a pleasing musky odor, like an old book, wafting off the young witch. Harry rationalized that she must've been reading one of her ancient tomes on the Bus. "You saved me from that lecherous git."Harry wondered briefly if Hermione had been visited by Gryffindor's ghost as well.After Harry led his friend. It was so wrong to fuck my daughter. I loved it. I wish I had more daughters to fuck. I know I did, up in the real world, but not all the women I molested joined the Cult.Not by a long shot.But the seven daughters I had would keep me satisfied. And their mothers, and all the other women. I had endless combinations of depravity to enjoy.I pounded my daughter's cooch as she suckled hard at Carla's breast. Mindy kept feasting on Carla's cunt while Deidre buried her face between Mindy's thigh to. ” She did exactly as she was told, and the moment she returned to her spot in front of him John was ready with the next command.“Remove the pants. Do the same thing, kneel down in front of your master and fold them neatly.”“Yes, sir.” Jenny slowly peeled down her tight jeans and repeated the process of folding them and walking them over to the table, and returning to her spot. All of this detail, his almost militaristic method, it was forcing the anticipation to grow inside of her like she. I jumped as I saw her."I might have known!" she said angrily. "How long have you been wearingmy panties? Look, as you are determined to look like a woman, you hadbetter put this cream on!"She started furiously rubbing a smelly green cream all over my arms, legsback and chest. I was, once more, the startled rabbit caught in theheadlights and although I made an initial attempt to stop her, she had bythen done most my back and chest by that time. At that point I rememberthinking, "Oh well, in.