If there is one moment in my life that I did not ever want to end ,that was the moment.It was fucking great!!But soon it began to subside and reality ...egan to crash back around me,I quickly tidied myself up I began to straighten my hair,all the time thinking "what the fuck do i do now".Should i creep out the front door and pretend I had never been there?Should I confront them and have a real slagging match with them both?In the end I decided to do a bit of both.I went back to the front door. She had listened to what they were saying, and ceased to struggle, and, instead, tried to be as good as she could for them. They had stuck their dicks in her and pumped her pussy full of cream, then kissed her, sometimes MANY times, and let the next man fuck her. Most had come back two or three times, to fuck her, again, and again, but they had helped her up, and took her to a bathroom, so she could clean her pussy. Then took her back, and started fucking her, some more. She had got there,. He repeated this 6 or 7 times; each plunge getting harder and deeper.“But you like it … don’t you?” He taunted Melanie as she began pushing back to meet his powerful strokes, “Don’t you?” “Yes.” She whined; tears of pain and joy running down her cheeks.“Huh,” he grunted as he picked up speed again as he felt his orgasm near, “HUH!”Just as his toes began to tingle he whipped his huge cock out of her arse and grabbed her arm spinning her around to face him. There was a look of horror on. He was never one to ignore a suggestion by his sexy best friend.How did this all come about you might wonder. How did this scene of Hermione being eaten out by her mother while her best friend fucked her mother. It all happened the summer after fifth year. Hermione practically k**napped Harry from his relatives and forced him to stay with her. Harry was in no mood to object since he really didn’t want to spend the summer with his relatives at all. Hermione and her mother lived in a modest.