"What?" I demanded.Katie said, "Well you are Mom...." Oh no," I protested, getting to my feet and taking a few steps away,"Not me..."Jason grinned mis...hievously, which I didn't like at all. I knew thatgrin far too well. "Let's vote on it," he suggested. "Everyone who votesfor Mom to cook dinner raise their hands." Almost immediately they allraised their hands and gave me the mischievous grins."That's no fair," I protested, but I knew that there wasn't much I coulddo about it. Of course I could. She clung to him, drawing him in as she arched up, trembling, trying to hold back. But he was too much, and she lost it, coming in one wave of heat after another.When she caught her breath he was still hard, still moving. She lay there for a minute, but she had to move, feeling the tension already stealing through her. She ran her hands up his arms, his shoulders, his neck, drawing him down for a fiery kiss. He was moving faster, and she could sense he was getting close. It spurred something in. A mass of girls running up to them to fuck them, would obviously give away their amazing book of sexual spells and potions. Harry suggested cornering their intended targets somewhere private, before drinking the potion and infatuating them with their animal magnetism.‘Is that Hermione…? With Krum?’ said Ron, as he and Harry walked with their dates into the ball. She was walking hand in hand with Victor Krum, looking astonishingly beautiful. Ron swore, and walked off without even looking back. When she was standing like that, against the door all stretched out I could see everything, I loved running my finger down the crack in her ass and cupping her pussy. She loved it too! Of course neither of us realised it was at all sexual, we just did it because it was humiliating and made us feel good, it was just part of the game. When I was bored with that I’d have her lay on the bed and start kissing her. Her legs would still be wide open, and her arms stretched above her head. I’d kiss.