Despite all the appearances that my mother was loving what was being done to her by this group of men I had heard her despairing sob on the tape and k...new that somewhere deep down she was crying at what was happening to her. The man in her mouth came with a thrust and groan, I saw my mother's throat moving as she swallowed his sperm, then he moved away from her and I heard my mother breathlessly begging for more!With an effort I tore my eyes away from the sight of my mother being fucked and. Just stand up her on this podium and look pretty. Mr. Weasley responded, pointing down at a small inclined podium which he wanted Hermione to come and stand on. Hermione looked over at Ron and Harry quickly for some indication of what was coming, but they either had no clue or they didnt want her to find out. As she slowly walked to the front of the class sporting her ridiculously short skirt, Hermione was certain every boy in the class was staring at her tight little ass with every step she. All week I'd thought about this night and finally here it was. I was like a c***d on Christmas, full of hope, excitement and brimming with energy. I couldn't contain myself and decided I'd head up to Amy's earlier than planned just to make sure I arrived on time. On the drive over I wondered how I was going to greet her? A hug? A kiss? I didn't know, she had a lot more experience with this sort of thing than me and I'm sure she'd lead on that front. I pulled up across the road from her house,. I moved quickly and quietly into the bedroom that Sianand Tim usually shared together, I closed the curtainsand sat on the windowsill, I just hoped that Siandidn’t remember leaving her curtains open when she wentout, then a thought struck me, what if they didn’t comeinto the bedroom, she may not have wanted to defile hermarital bed with the man who had to bend down to getthrough the low doorways in my son’s cottage.I heard the argument. “I’ve changed the bed linen.