We couldn’t have been prouder if it had been Ron. xxvideo He was so bazaar having a room all to herself at Hogwarts. Smacking her lips, she could swear she felt the lingering taste of honey. It wasn’t in a pot like most plants but rather a tall, cylindrical vase with its roots, an ashy green, curled up all around it, the thicker ones growing up toward the lip of the vase. While distracted, its smooth roots would capture its victim. Before she could repeat them again, another rood shoved itself into her mouth, the sweet, slightly honey like taste of nectar filling her mouth as another root shoved into her ass.
