“That’s one way of putting it,” he said as his laugh got even louder.“What are you going to do when you go home?” I asked.“What I do every...night,” he said while laughing. “I’m going to print out one of your pics and jerk off.”“Do it now,” I said seductively.“What did you say?” he asked as his face turned bright red.“That you should print one of my pics and let me watch you cum all over it,” I replied.“That’s what I thought you said,” he said with a slight stutter.“Will you?” I asked. Harry leaned forward claiming Hermione's lips, his hips moving up and then they came down like a bullet. Jean shook beneath him like a vibrator but Harry didn't pay her any mind, pushing and pulling his cock till he could do it with ease.And that's when he truly started fucking. His hips became a blur. He grabbed Jean's shoulder for support and started ramming her in. It wasn't long before the sheer power of fucking had given Jean her first analgasm.It was the longest fucking session Jean was. By age seventeen I finally got laid, albeit with one of the second-tier hotties at school. But she was enough of a hottie for me, and we dated for a few weeks before we got it on, and then shagged like rabbits for six months, before a fiery breakup. I hit it once or twice after that before college. When I arrived at college, I spent the first two years concentrating on school and the last two concentrating on chicks. I came out with a B in each: not awful, not the best. After graduation, me and. "Hmm, well, I could happily have you sat here on me, watching you play forever."My lips are so close to her cheek, I just can't help myself but to nuzzle them against her soft beautiful youthful skin as I speak.She turns her head sideways, to look at me. Her playful smile beaming at me. She's no longer feeling at all nervous, at least, it's not obvious if she is, but she does still have that aura of excited anticipation about her.I was now feeling a little more than nervous though, as my hands.