Eventually I licked my lips and picked up one of the butt plugs. Then I walked over to a couch that we used in some of the sets.I looked over my shoul...er for a second. It seemed like the coast was clear, so I undid my pants and let my hungry cock bounce free. Then I stripped off the rest of my clothes.I knew there was no turning back, but I couldn’t have stopped myself if I’d wanted to. I laid down naked on the couch, spread my legs, and lubed up my pucker. Then I got the butt plug into. She told me she'd stumbled in the garden and laddered her tights after a row with her mate, who had snogged some lad that she had fancied.I said she'd be better off without the tights on as wear them like that. She agreed, so I suggested she pop into the loo and whip them off. She didn't know where it was, so I lead her in there.I made my excuses and started to have a piss, as she kicked off her shoes, hiked up her skirt and took her tights off.I turned to look at the show with my cock still. "Gee ... I don't know Art..." Shit! The car!" Art ran to the front window and looked out between the drapes. "It's okay. The car's still there. Christ for a moment I thought the little cunt took off with the car. Come on let's get dressed and go find the bitch."After both men had dressed Art said. "Grab the bag's and let's get after the little cunt. No telling how far she's fucking gotten. We've got to dump that punk's body too. If that little whore goes to the cops, I don't want that god. When his visit ended he had left but then snuck back after dark, calmed Norbert, climbed on his back and flown him back to England and hidden him in the Forbidden Forest. Unfortunately he hadn't considered the dragon would have no sexual release and Norbert was getting restless. Hagrid had brought him a Hippogriff from the herd, but Norbert wasn't interested. The he remembered Hermione's request to see his cock and, unknown to Hermione, he knew she had fucked Fang on a number of occasions..