"Stop! Please, Roger, stop!" Her voice was barely audible, her tonguewas thick and she could feel a hot flush electrifyingher body as she tried feveri...shly to wiggle out fromunderneath him. She could feel the heat from hishard prick as it jerked into her leg and his facewas contorted in a lustful gain and his breathingwas fast and irregular.Roger's body was grinding up and down on hersas he fingered the vee between her legs, strokingher vaginal lips and manipulating them throughthe silk of her. I was a little buzzed, and thought I would get my wife back for the last winery teasing. So, with my free hand, I reached behind me and grabbed her crotch. I noticed immediately, not feeling stretch pants, but a skirt. I turned around immediately, and I was stunned. It wasn’t my wife. I must have turned the same shade of red as the wine I was drinking. I said, “Oh my God. I’m so sorry, I think I’ve have had too many tastes of wine. I thought you were my wife coming back from the bathroom.. I think he spent as much time grooming his testicles as he did shaving his head. I looked up at him and he looked down at me and smiled, then he turned off the video and hit play on the CD player and the room filled with the sounds of, if I remember correctly, AC/DC. How fitting.I slurped on his cock, feeling the head swell in my mouth and then I tried to stuff it into my throat."Be careful," he said, "I don't want to choke you on your first time."He smiled and I continued to work on his cock.. It sounded sweet and delicate, just like her body in his hands. He wanted her to moan more. He wanted her to moan for him. He wanted to know that every moan he made her make, was from the pleasure HE was giving her. As they reached the bed, Draco gently layed harmione down on the bed. He paused there, on top of her. Looking into her eyes for a second. He whispered, "Are you sure?" The words stumbled out of his lips awkwardly. He knew he probably sounded too desperate and wanting. But he knew.