1. One Big Horny Weasley Family - chapter 10


    Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Fan fiction, Male/Female, Spanking, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

    Then he smiled, his father had good taste. He’d have to remember that next time they were there. “Drinking alone?” the woman next to him asked. “Nah, just killing time. What about you, Janice?” “Drinking alone.” She polished off the pint and indicated she wanted another. “I’m sorry to hear that. Is Gregory joining you tonight?” “No, he’s probably banging that little strumpet of a nanny we hired.” “Oh.” Ron said for lack of anything else. He wasn’t sure what you were supposed to say when someone you barely knew confessed their partner was cheating on them. “That sucks.” It was the best he could come up with. “It’s not so bad. At least if he gets it off on her he’ll stop trying to use it on me.” She took a long draw on the fresh pint and wiped her mouth. “Don’t worry, it’ll happen to you, too. Thirty, forty years from now you and your wife will be so sick of each other you’ll do anything just to keep her quiet and out of your hair. She’ll ignore the nights you come home late, stinking of booze and cheap perfume, as long as you just keep your prick away from her.” Ron gripped his glass a little tighter. He couldn’t imagine that Hermione would ever turn a blind eye to him having an affair. He sure as hell wouldn’t let his wife sleep with anyone else and not say any- “I know you think you’ll never feel that way, and neither will she. I know I didn’t.” She took another swig of her drink and continued to talk. The rest of her drunken ramble faded into the background as he ...
    continued to sip at his scotch. She slapped her hand down on his shoulder and leaned in close to him. “Just you wait, you’ll see. Someday, you’ll realize Janice was right.” Ron leaned back from the overpowering smell of hops that wafted from her mouth. “Maybe so, Janice, maybe so; but if it’s going to be that bad, then maybe I better enjoy it while I can. If you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go screw my pretty little wife while we’re still young and in love.” He threw back the last of his scotch and stalked away in disgust. He slipped into an elevator just as it was closing and saw that it was already going to his floor. With him were two other people. One was a hotel employee with greasy hair and sleazy smile that made him want to just knock it in. He was pretty sure the other was a prostitute, because no respectable woman wore a skirt that short with heels that tall. He tried not to stare, but he kept glancing at her. He couldn’t tell how old she was through the layers of pancake makeup; she looked jaded though, and he wondered idly how she had ended up where she was now. “What do you want?” she asked in a cockney accent so thick that he could barely understand it. “You want what I got?” She leaned forward and pursed her overly painted lips. “Ten pounds gets you the best blow you’ll ever get.” Much to Ron’s surprise, the hotel employee grabbed her roughly by the arm and slammed her against the wall. He didn’t hear what the man whispered in her ear, but he didn’t need to; the whore ...
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