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Finally she laid against me. Both of us were panting. We just laid like that for a while until we calmed back down. She gave me a kiss and said goodnight. She picked up her clothes and started to leave the room. “Let’s do this again.” She looked at me and gave me a sweet smile. After that, I went to bed. What a night. CHAPTER TWO: INSPECTIONS It occurs to her in the early hours of the morning when she can’t sleep that she could go to Dumbledore and tell him what happened. There’s no way he’d allow such a thing to happen in the school, certainly, but Hermione fears what would happen to her if she Big Boobs spoke of what Umbridge made her do. Not only asian would she probably have to be removed from the school for her own protection—with the Minister placing Professor Umbridge in the school, they wouldn’t be able to force Umbridge out—but that would mean she’d have to leave Harry, and she can’t possibly do that. Not to mention that if she told anyone else what Umbridge and Fudge did to her, then more people would know, and Hermione can’t bear the thought of anyone else knowing what they forced her to do. So after breakfast on Saturday, despite the fear and dread coursing through her body, Hermione finds japanese herself knocking on Professor Umbridge’s office door. “Enter, titjob dear,” the professor calls from within, her voice sugary sweet, putting on airs, as though she hadn’t caned her forty times over the Minister’s desk last night. Hermione follows instructions, closing the door behind her. Umbridge is sitting at her desk grading papers with a bright pink quill. “Please strip off your clothes and put them in your bag, Miss Granger,” she instructs without looking at her. “Then place your bag in the cabinet to your left.” Tears fall down her face as Hermione complies with the order, using last night’s ‘dress code’ as a guide. Her blouse, skirt, bra, and panties are unceremoniously shoved in her bookbag as she removes them, and then she walks over to the cabinet Umbridge had Hardcore indicated and places the bag inside it. “Your shoes too, please,” Umbridge calls out. Hermione bends down to take off her shoes, her face flushing as she realizes what sort of view she is giving to her teacher. She places her shoes in the cabinet as well and closes it, walking back to stand in front of Professor Umbridge in only her socks and her red and gold Gryffindor tie. When Umbridge finally looks up, Hermione watches as she licks her lips and smiles cruelly at her. “What a lovely sight you are, bared before me.” Lust shines in her teacher’s eyes as they look over her abused body. “The blood and cum dried on your thighs, the handprint bruises on your tits, and the marks from the cane on your arse are a really lovely look on you, don’t you agree?” Hermione knows the answer Umbridge wants, and gives it to her, despite the revulsion she feels at the idea of complying once more. “Yes, Professor,” she responds, shame welling up inside her stomach as she nods her head. Umbridge stands up and beckons Hermione over to her and Hermione, fearful of any additional punishments, obeys. Umbridge’s fat hands reach for her breasts and Hermione moans in pain when her teacher squeezes her tits repeatedly. “We’ll just have to try really hard to keep you looking like this, I believe.” “Yes, Professor Umbridge.” “Now, to the business of your next punishment,” Dolores Umbridge continues primly, her hands moving to Hermione’s nipples. She pinches them between her fingers and twists painfully, causing Hermione to let out a squeal. “You are going to crawl under my desk and pleasure my pussy while I get some work done, and you are not to make any noise while you’re at it either—I don’t want anyone who comes into my office to be inconvenienced by your punishment—is that understood?” Hermione nods, “Yes, Professor Umbridge,” she says before lowering herself onto the floor and crawling beneath Umbridge’s desk. She has no intention of making any noise, for she wants no one else to know of her situation. Umbridge sits back down, trapping her under the desk, and Hermione—slightly unsure of herself and ashamed to be helping her teacher in her own humiliation—moves her head under Umbridge’s pink skirt and positions her face between her teacher’s parted inner thighs. As Melanie went to grab a bowl to collect her 'treat', I pulled my pants back up and returned to the table to continue trying Hardcore to work japanese out a budget. Later I started adding additional services. She sat up and removed her T shirt and revealing those sweet breasts that were so firm they hardly moved when she bent forward, and pressed one of them to my lips to suck and nibble on. “That was incredible, mom!” He put his wet fingers to his mouth licked and smiled she moaned at his touch on her cunt. A woman nearby squealed as her son switched holes, sliding into her asshole. Let’s see what I’m working with here. Resting by the volley ball court I lit up a smoke, sitting down to watch the game.Most of the players were in their mid twenties, a mixed group of girls and boys.It was enjoyable watching the variety titjob of breasts bounce around as they played,some big some tiny.Most of the cocks were average with a couple big and some almost non -existent .I watched for awhile until I started feeling my cock start to grow. As if to compensate, he left her mauled tit and moved to the other. Flip it over and hold She bent her head to give more access to her son. But, it was asian cleaned, ironed and tailored to fit him elegantly and so in the front door window his reflected looks passed even his muster. And we always end up kissing, and hugging, and feeling out each other, and playing with each other's pussies. With her being the same age as me, seventeen, Gabin thought she would be a good choice, but Sarah Big Boobs politely declined because she was not the out-doorsy type. Eventually we came to fantastic beach with trees and sand dunes behind it. The conference room was filled to capacity. In this moment I cannot hold back and shot my cum into her pussy.