Mrs Bachman lifted her head upwards and called out "HOUSE COMPUTER!"
A whirr and a quiet beep showed that the microphones discreetly located in the coving on the ceiling had recognised her voice. " Good evening! You're with me here in Beverly Hills where, in just a few months time, President Bieber will officiate the opening ceremony of Winter Olympics number thirty-three! Down there," he pointed to a distant construction "on the site of the former Electric Fountain, at the end of what was once Santa Monica Boulevard, the Olympic flame will burst into life once more
. "Bore-fucking-city" echoed Carl, resignedly.
. I thought I would explode! I kissed her ass-opening; I kissed every inch of her puckered hole. “You’re my pet, my panty-boy, my sissy, my bitch, my plaything…
“Make sure my Queenly ass is clean, pet.
“What do you mean ‘were was I’? I was were ever I damn well wanted to be”
Ron not realizing that he should stop, pushes it farther and farther. When Ron finds her he clears his throat and says in his best attempt at a ‘mans’ voice “Where were you?” Not knowing this is a BIG mistake with there past this week
. As he walks around trying to find Hermione, much to no success, he gives up and makes a sandwich and checks his email and owl letters before falling asleep
Ron reawakes to the sound of the door slamming and Hermione giggling uncontrollably
Mrs Bachman lifted her head upwards and called out "HOUSE COMPUTER!"
A whirr and a quiet beep showed that the microphones discreetly located in the coving on the ceiling had recognised her voice. " Good evening! You're with me here in Beverly Hills where, in just a few months time, President Bieber will officiate the opening ceremony of Winter Olympics number thirty-three! Down there," he pointed to a distant construction "on the site of the former Electric Fountain, at the end of what was once Santa Monica Boulevard, the Olympic flame will burst into life once more
. "Bore-fucking-city" echoed Carl, resignedly.
. I thought I would explode! I kissed her ass-opening; I kissed every inch of her puckered hole. “You’re my pet, my panty-boy, my sissy, my bitch, my plaything…
“Make sure my Queenly ass is clean, pet.
“What do you mean ‘were was I’? I was were ever I damn well wanted to be”
Ron not realizing that he should stop, pushes it farther and farther. When Ron finds her he clears his throat and says in his best attempt at a ‘mans’ voice “Where were you?” Not knowing this is a BIG mistake with there past this week
. As he walks around trying to find Hermione, much to no success, he gives up and makes a sandwich and checks his email and owl letters before falling asleep
Ron reawakes to the sound of the door slamming and Hermione giggling uncontrollably
Mrs Bachman lifted her head upwards and called out "HOUSE COMPUTER!"
A whirr and a quiet beep showed that the microphones discreetly located in the coving on the ceiling had recognised her voice. " Good evening! You're with me here in Beverly Hills where, in just a few months time, President Bieber will officiate the opening ceremony of Winter Olympics number thirty-three! Down there," he pointed to a distant construction "on the site of the former Electric Fountain, at the end of what was once Santa Monica Boulevard, the Olympic flame will burst into life once more
. "Bore-fucking-city" echoed Carl, resignedly.
. I thought I would explode! I kissed her ass-opening; I kissed every inch of her puckered hole. “You’re my pet, my panty-boy, my sissy, my bitch, my plaything…
“Make sure my Queenly ass is clean, pet.
“What do you mean ‘were was I’? I was were ever I damn well wanted to be”
Ron not realizing that he should stop, pushes it farther and farther. When Ron finds her he clears his throat and says in his best attempt at a ‘mans’ voice “Where were you?” Not knowing this is a BIG mistake with there past this week
. As he walks around trying to find Hermione, much to no success, he gives up and makes a sandwich and checks his email and owl letters before falling asleep
Ron reawakes to the sound of the door slamming and Hermione giggling uncontrollably
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