Her voice was firm and authoritarian brooking no dissent.Quickly she slipped the fastening on my skirt and it dropped to the floor, I felt a cool bree...e against my bare cheeks before the warmth of her hands as she gripped my sodden thong and pulled it down my legs.Reflexively my hands dropped to cover my pussy.SLAP, a stinging blow landed on my bare ass cheek quickly followed by a matching blow to the other cheek“Hands on your head, did I tell you to cover your cunt.”I yelped as my hands flew. I noticed a distinctly different tenor to the conversation than I had encountered among mixed company or exclusively male gatherings. The jokes were often pointed, but not personally nasty. The others generally listened more intently as someone spoke and there was a feeling of shared confidences, even on the most open subjects. A good story begat another good anecdote, but there was no sense of the one-upmanship typically found among men. Even a cynical old grouch like me fell into a more. Heat flooded the Weasley girl's slender frame, pooling in her nethers in a way that had her blushing prettily as she was led to the edge of the forest near the party grounds. A kiss on the cheek and a gentle nudge from her mother and a light swat on the backside from her Aunt Gabrielle sent her several feet into the moonlit woods, and a curious glance back earned the blue-eyed blonde a few encouraging smiles and nods and shooing motions from the crowd of grinning witches.Emboldened, Victoire. The slap of Richs and Sarahs flesh battled against the sound of Ericas moans and Sarahs lapping tongue, the cum that had dripped onto the floor when Sarah had laid down making a squishing sound as Sarah slid back and forth over the tile. Sweat and the scent of sex filled the air as Rich pulled his hands away from Sarahs hips and attached them to his daughters boobs. He cupped the swell of her breasts and squeezed them, his fingers flicking over her nipples at an amazing rate. Instinctively,.