“No,” she moaned, protesting against what was being done to her and the fact that she was enjoying it. Desi xxx ~*~
It was the first Hogsmeade weekend of the year and Hermione grabbed her cloak and hurried down to the front of the castle. As his inhumane tongue began to work in and out of her cunt, Hermione’s hips began to buck against his face, wanting that tongue deeper, harder. You’re my friend,” Hermione protested, struggling in his iron grip. Turning swiftly, she apperated to the Leaky Cauldron. So they’re all at the school. “Hagrid, thank you,” she said gratefully as he held her in his arms. “Look how hard ye got me?” Hagrid demanded. Pulling her hood up over her curly brown hair, she kept her face ducked low as she hurried from the Leaky Cauldron, through Daigon Alley and to the forbidding darkness that was Knockturn.
