"Hi, Joel. This ... is certainly a surprise. I guess you do not know that Carl is on a business trip, and not available." Oh, I know that quite well. ...o tell the truth, it was not him I was coming to see."I continued smiling and I could see that there was some worry in her eyes. I knew that she knew - at least something. Certainly she knew about Hanna and Carl - and Emily. But in her circles that kind of thing would not be discussed openly, ever."From what I heard, I supposed that you would not. She swept her hands down his back, scoring him lightly with her nails, then dug in to pull him closer. His growl of pleasure vibrated through her. She wanted to touch his skin, but his shirt was tucked in. She hesitated. She couldn’t just tug his shirt out; that would be rude. Damn it!His thumb rolled her tender nipple through her blouse. With a deep sigh, her spine arched eagerly, pushing her breast into his hand. Her hips rose to meet his, pressing strongly against the heat of his erection.. He bent down and kissed me, licking into my mouth. He lay me down on the bench and pushed my legs back towards my shoulders so my knees and feet were over his shoulders, he bent down and kissed me, testing my flexibility, grinned and rubbed his cock along the length of my pussy. I tilted my head back and moaned as his cock teased my wet pussy and my clit. "Oh my God baby, you're so wet. Are you ready for me?" Mr. Patterson asked as his cock stroked me. "Yes," I moaned, "Fuck me hard," I. . . to think he’d been worried about Viktor Krum!"Neither girl seemed able to speak, but Ginny, who was still happily hiding her face by keeping it buried in Hermione’s pussy, reached out toward where she’d heard Harry’s voice and grabbed the waistband of his jeans, pulling him towards her and Hermione while trying one-handed to manipulate his button and zip. Clearly that was all the encouragement Harry needed; he took a tentative glance at Ron, as if wondering how he might react to watching.