He waited expectantly for me to begin undressing but I shook my head,"No not this time Andrew, tonight we're doing it my way" No" he shouted, "No, you... know how I like my sex, come on get undressed, but leave your panties on to gag me with" That's just it Andrew, I DO know how you like your sex, but do you know how I like mine?"He looked at me blankly, he really didn't have a clue about my wants or needs and I don't think he ever did!"I think we'll watch a film first and I'm going to have a. "Imogen thanked Flitwick and headed up to the dormitory to get dressed for her walk to Hogsmeade. The trip would be a waste, she thought. She doubted that her presence at Hogwarts over the last month would alter the day's events in any material way, nor was there anything about the day's events that in her view required her intervention. Umbridge was every bit as despised as Imogen had expected, and the Gryffindors were aghast that she had made a conscious decision to teach them nothing. All of. Back to the dream---In it, I'd received a letter in the mail informing me that as a Southern white male, and who's ancestors had been confirmed slave owners, that I was to report within the next week to one of the many 'Reparation Centers' that had suddenly popped up all across the South. Mine was close by: Atlanta. The letter went on to inform me that I had been assigned the task of sucking one thousand black cocks (and swallowing each of their loads of cum), as MY contribution towards the. "Show me how much you've fantasized about me."There's a moments hesitation where I wonder if she's simply going to walk out. Then she grabs my cock gently, her slender hand cool against the throbbing heat and she brings it to her mouth. Her tongue comes out and begins licking the head, first the tip then both sides around the ridge. She pushes it up and let's her tongue slide down to the base then back up again.She's looking up at me as she licks me, her mouth coming up to the tip again before.