Unbeknownst to either Ginny or Snape, the same mysterious figure that had attacked Hermione, walked silently into Snape’s classroom while they slept.... The attacker pulled out the golden Galleon with the initials ‘GW’ on it, cast the Imperio Prostitutus spell on it and pressed it against the small of Ginny’s back before silently slipping back into the shadows and out of the Potions classroom.‘Wha… Where… How did I get here?’ Hermione groaned as she woke groggily. She looked up at a nearby clock. The white lace of the hem of her wedding dress lay across her trim midsection.He overcame his resistance and quickly put his mouth over as much of her pussy as he could, and licked once. He heard her gasp.Another lick."OH!" she moaned.Every time he licked, more sperm oozed from her pussy onto his tongue. Joanie's moans became louder with each lick, and she began to twist and rock her hips."Gmmmmf!" he finally swallowed."OH! Ahh! Keep going! Get it all!" she moaned.His arousal began to return. "Let me take this off then" I said, motioning to my face to get rid ofthe make up."No Leave it! Please..."I looked at her and she gave me those puppy eyes and pouty lips."Ok fine.. but let me get my sunglasses then." I also grabbed a smallcross body purse from my mothers closet and put the essentials in it.I was so fucking nervous just walking to her car. My whole body wasvibrating the whole drive to the shop. Here I was, sitting in someoneelses car, wearing make up and a fucking bra and. The windows were blacked out, but could see the chauffeur through the driver’s mirror. She was a smart thirty-something and spoke with a cultured Australian accent. She looked the part in her peaked black cap. “G’day, Cindy. It’s only a five minute drive. See you’re back for midnight.” “I will.” “In fact, better make it five to, you’ll look like a right drongo, dressed like that, if you’re a pumpkin.” “Yes, good thinking,” said Cindy. Cindy was dropped off outside a huge posh mansion. There.