It wasn’t pleasant and I never went out with him again.I began dating again in my senior year and finally went all the way with the boy I was sure I...was going to marry as soon as we graduated. In retrospect it’s easy to see how naïve I was back then. But weren’t we all at that age?We went our separate ways after graduation. We didn’t even break up, not really. We just kind of stopped dating. I met Doug months later. I was still living at home and living according to my parent’s rules. I was. He took me upstairs. We stopped several times on the way, naked and embracing to kiss and suck each other’s tongues. Once upstairs, he lifted me up onto the bed and I could see he was as hard as he has ever been. He walked to his dresser and got something out of the top drawer. I couldn’t see what it was, but I heard him turn it on. ‘Ooh, a vibrator,’ I thought. I love vibrators and Tommy knows I can only cum from direct stimulation so we use toys a lot. Just then, he slipped it onto his cock.. The mature woman held onto his cock, the Malfoy wedding ring shining as she held up his meaty, thick cock as she slurped and sucked loudly on it, bobbing her head up and down its length, leaving a ring of emerald lipstick near its base, shamelessly whoring away her mouth to a younger man."Fuck! You're quite a slut, Narcissa! And to think that idiot Malfoy threw it all away to play at some ambitious lord!" Harry let out, a grin on his face.Narcissa did not answer, though his words deeply pleased. And with each step he and his wife took, he heard Harry slap his hands down on Fleur’s cushy cheeks and she kept squealing each time. Her hand was gripping onto his own almost painfully now.By the time they finally reached his sitting room, Harry had laid at least a dozen smacks on Fleur’s ass. The nerve of the guy, Bill thought incredulously getting harder than he thought possible, just owning my wife’s arse right as she walks beside me!***The Shell Cottage sitting room was basically a small.