When Draco had had her on her side, one of her legs hoisted in the air and his cock plunging into her, she had pictured Martin instead, how he might grunt and groan with desire. When Draco had held her down and pleasured her with his fingers she saw Martin’s kind blue eyes instead. She’d taken him in her mouth voluntarily, pretended it was not Draco there who gasped with pleasure and thrust into her mouth.