We walked home and by the time she left I felt we were friends. Saturday morning I was at Mr. Harris's house at nine sharp. I was tired from getting... up so early but excited to be making some money. Maybe I could buy some of the records Meredith had told me about. Mr. Harris showed me into his house and had some breakfast for me. "You'll need your strength," he said. As we ate Mr. Harris explained about the house. He had inherited it and the guesthouse. A variety of friends, relatives and. At least I don't do that." Oh yeah! No you are not a whore. You are not good enough to be a whore. You are only worth the money your mother makes fucking men." she laughed cruelly.Before I knew it, my body had jerked up and I was facing her. I slapped her face."SMACK!" the sound of my hand hitting her face echoed through the room.She was surprised but unfazed. She slapped me back. "SMACK!" I lost my balance and struggled to gain it. Meanwhile, with one clean motion, she pulled down my underwear. Her fingers grazed Harry’s cock, and she felt an electric pulse through her pussy. “Rub me Ginny, oh magic it feels so good. Keep going, faster,” and Ginny did as she was told.Harry is a free man“Do you think I could get out of these ropes now?” Harry asked in disbelief at what was happening to him right now, his eyes focused on nothing but the beautiful body rocking up and down on him. “Think you can behave if I let you free?” Hermione asked with a smirk. She reached for her wand, said the. He would have been concerned had they not done this several times before. He knew she would come out of it ready to continue soon. He would fuck her ass as she had said, and then they would join in straight, if hard driving, intercourse until he filled her treasure trove full of his essence. The only thing remaining in the ritual after that was his going down on his lady lovingly to enjoy the feel, the scent and the taste of her inner and outer labia, her rigid little cock-like clit, her.