The Sexual Liberation of Hermione Jean Granger

My devious tastes were never fully sated by his vanilla flavours. Certain traumas gave way to predilections for masochism, sadism, and left me with quite niche tastes. Those kinds of things confused Ronald, he liked holding hands during missionary. I love him, I'm just not in love with him, so we broke up. And therein lies my dick shaped dilemma. *Legit based on my life atm*