“I feel a changeup coming,” I said and proceeded to swing so late on her fastball that I laughed.“That was her fastest pitch yet, my friend. She... didn’t like you hitting her.” No kidding.She threw two more fastballs, I swung twice more and missed badly each time. She had gone to her strength. I took a walk and came back into the box with one out and two men on.Her first pitch was down the pipe and smoking hot. I didn’t even try to swing. She had definitely upped her game. She had upped it so. I could hear her breathing and feel her anger radiating."It's open," she said. "I have no live-in servants, but my carriage boy will take care of the horses."I eased wide the door as the rig moved away behind us, and she entered, took my wrist and pulled me inside, surprisingly strong. She tossed her cape aside, pushed the door closed, pressed me back against it, rose on her toes, put both her hands behind my neck and captured my mouth with hers, giving me a hard and soulful kiss that lasted. Feeling his warm breathe as he exhales on my neck from having held his breath the whole time he had been watching me walk toward the area he waited in. It didn’t quite work out that way in the Harlequin romance style I had fantasized. I stumbled over a saw-grass root and he was suddenly there having caught me before doing a face plant in the sand. That long time of starring happened, but not as I had imagined it would. I couldn’t take my eyes off his ever growing cock and his eyes were. Ihr Rock viel über die entblößte Pussy und Hermine stand mit gefesselt Armen und Beinen, weinend und mit beschämt zu Boden gerichtetem Blick.Draco drückte ihren Kopf auf deine Schulter und Legte seine andere Hand auf Hermines unteren Rücken. Er sagte gelangweilt: „Das wird schon wieder. Beim nächsten mal gefällt es dir auch, Kleines.“ Hermine wusste das in seinen Worten wenig Mitgefühl oder Ernsthaftigkeit lag und der Körperkontakt mit ihm war auch nicht gerade tröstend. Doch irgendwie half es..