I was unable to control and a moan escaped from me as she grabbed me with her hand still encased in the washcloth. The edges of the washcloth tickled ...y cock as she began to slowly stroke me up and down.“So much hair is ugly, Rahul, Don’t you shave? She Asked, We need to do something about that. I lay trembling under her touch, answering her with only low moans as her hand continued to glide up and down my ridge shaft. The roughness of the washcloth, the strength of her hand gripping around me. Wha... what?" Harry stuttered in shock at the directness of Hermione's question. "How what to what-what-ing?" Earlier today, how close were you to... well, cumming?" Hermione smiled as she felt her face heat up."Well... I... ah... um..." Harry sighed and forced himself to drop his embarrassment. "Let's just say one more stroke and I would've been a happy man." One stroke! You were that close?" Hermione asked, a bit shocked herself. "Oh, you poor thing, it must be terribly uncomfortable for. You gonna come for me? Gonna show me how good I make you feel? Dont stop&hellip, dont fucking stop! Ravenna begged, wrapping her arms around his neck and thrusting her hips against his hand, riding those calloused fingers that were moving in a come-hither fashion. Her cries gradually got louder and louder, spurring Dean on until her orgasm tore through her body, screaming her release as her juices seeped out onto his hand. Her breath tore in and out of her lungs, her dark eyes opening and. " He grinned at Mark. "Don't let 'em get the upper hand," he said.Mark grinned back and cocked a snook at Serena. She put her thumbs to her temples and waggled her fingers at him."Children!" said Elspeth in a voice that had cowed them when they were young. Everyone laughed."Who's for a drink?" asked David restoring order.When Mark rang Victoria the following evening she told him that she had arranged for them to go to her parents on Thursday and then they could all drive back to Tidworth in.