. and the delicious illusion festered by the marijuana he continually gave her pervaded her slim, untouched body, giving her a tingling sensation deep... inside, so deep that she couldn't imagine its bottom."Oh, I don't want ever to leave here, David," she said."Why not?" I don't want to go home. My mother--" She caught herself just before she was going to tell all about what she'd seen. She put her hand to her mouth in a gesture of silence."Go on, what about her?" I can't tell you." You should. Hello Harry.” she said. “What’s got you up so late with classes tomorrow?” She spoke in a hushed voice despite them being the only ones in the room. Harry hadn’t told anyone about his nightmares yet. Not even his 2 closest friends, so he replied. “I dunno. I guess I just haven’t been able to sleep much lately.” Hermione nodded understandingly and patted the plush couch that sat directly across from the fire. Harry sat and stared into the dancing flames and for a moment both the teenagers just. However,tried as I might to divest myself of the offending garment, I could notrid myself of the notion that my fate was sealed.When my mother paid us her next visit, I was trying to be on my bestbehavior since the moment she entered the door, at all costs avoidinggiving Sarah a reason to be displeased with me, but the tension wastaking its toll on my nerves. For a split second, when Sarah opened herlaptop at the table, my exasperation got the best of me. Even to me, mysigh was barely audible,. Her body accepted me eagerly, and my shaft disappeared between her legs slowly, inch by inch. Her expressions changed between shock, pleasure and frustration, again and again, as I paced myself. Sliding out almost to the tip, I held there for a second then another. Once I saw that familiar look of frustration and need cross her face, I would begin sliding in again, each time deeper than the last. Drawing out, sliding back in. Each time her pussy eagerly accepted me, drawing me in and seeming to.