She sat on a sofa and patted the cushion next to her. Sitting next to her I looked into her green eyes. “Every time you were here I wanted to kis... you.” She simply said before she leaned forward and kissed me passionately. “Each time you were here I wanted you to do all sorts of things to me, and me to do all sorts to you.” She ran her fingers down my chest and gave my thigh a little squeeze. “Did you want me too?” She asked, drawing circles on my leg. “Yeah.” I said, not quite. Things were different now. Thanks to her hard work over the holiday (which had lasted a full three weeks) she was fully caught up in her chosen subjects, easily the equal of most Hogwarts' fifth years, and superior to many. This time on the train she brought with her no trunk, only her owl and her Christmas presents. But Imogen also brought tremendous confidence in her abilities, and she was looking forward to further improving her dueling skills. The only thing she regretted was that she was. I went into some detail about the woman in the book, and all the lovers she took. How she loved to fuck outside and often had her lover set her up with many different men who would just shove their penis’ into her and cum hard in her then leave her ready fro the next man. As I told Peter about the book, he played with my expose breasts, and drank his wine. Soon we had both finished our wine and I could feel it going to my head in the heat of the day. I suggested to Peter that we head down to. "Catherine grabbed the top of Eric's head and pushed him down to her tits, which wasn't far given her height. "Now suck!" she commanded and pushed his head to her left nipple which was fully erect and begging for attention. "Good," she said as he began to suck, "Now nibble lightly." Again he did what he was told and the sensation was exhilarating. Her other nipple was now just as hard with envy and she moved his attention there. Her pussy ached and she could feel her clit rubbing against the.