Hagrid slowly walked past that bush he walked past every day. He started to see a light - the clearing - and began to walk faster. He came closer and closer and saw his lovely lover lying in front of him. Aragog had prepared their cozy time by spinning his web as hearts and put them in the trees and Hagrid felt a small bump in his stomach. Every time he went here Aragog had made a lovely gesture to surprise him and Hagrid was very touched by the fact that Aragog actually cared so much about these visits. Hagrid, Aragog said, with his deep, manly, sexy voice. Hagrid felt something rising in his pants but decided that he shouldn't show Aragog this just yet so he unflipped his pink umbrella and tried to hide his lower parts of his body. He had arrived to the clearing and was now face to face with Aragog. Without a word he flung himself onto Aragog and Aragog sent out web and caught him. Their eyes met - Hagrid's two black ones - and Aragog's eight white and even if Aragog was blind he felt something tingling in his eight legs as the dazzling giant infront of him started to unzip his trousers. Aragog started to click his pincers and made welcoming sounds with his mouth.
Hagrid started to stroke Aragogs sexy, hair legs with quiet some difficult because he didn't want to crush him with his weight but it was hard to reach all his eight legs without bending over. Aragog took Hagrid's boner in his two front legs and stroked it fondly. He kissed it with his weird spider mouth and started slowly to put it into his mouth. It was lucky Aragog was an acromantula otherwise the big boner wouldn't have fit. Hagrid moaned as Aragog blowed his whistle and life had never been better.