One time, she was sitting on the ladder at the deep end of the pool, turning, facing the other direction looking into the backyard, trying to see some...hing. I was at the ladder, holding on, half still in the water. My eyes flicked down back towards the water to look at my feet when I noticed something. My sister's bathing suit covering her hips and pubic region was folded a little bit, revealing a view to my sister's crotch! I didn't see everything, but a little hair on the outer most part. I. Grim's were omens of death. A living, breathing, sentient being could not be one.He quickly placed himself between them, his own blood stained wand out, directly in Ron's furious face."Ron look, we don't have time for this. There are other Death Eaters in town and we don't have time..." We can't leave that thing lying around." Ron challenged, raising his own wand until it was eye level, directed at his scar. "I wouldn't have believed it myself had I not seen it. But leave a Living Grim lying. "I settled my mouth onto her mound. Yearningly I started sucking her clit the way she might suck my longer cock, using my lips as a warm cone sliding up and down her stiffening length. Her thighs stiffened. She gave a hushed, surprised "Oh!" Her head fell back and she gasped irregularly, her hips arching. Unrelenting, I sucked and stroked with my wet inner lips in a steady cadence, feeling the smooth swell of her furrowed mound against my mouth, feeling her thighs flutter. Soon I heard her moan. Spent the next day shopping and chilling but decided the next day to go back to the beach, not sure what to expect, but to my suprise and pleasure the guy with the dog came around, he seemed very nervous to see me, I motioned him over, he knew a little english so I told him to sit and that everything was Ok, I enjoyed it, he seemed to relax after thatI took off my bikini top for him and told him he could feel me, of course he did and I could see a tent growing in his shorts, I told him I would.