Delirious with the thought of my sister loving me as much as I loved her, as well as, imagining our fuck fest.She brought down her hands and slid my s...orts off, while we were kissing.She took my cock in her hand. It was so warm in her palm. She rubbed it, using her nail to flick the head. It pained but was wonderful.I moaned into the kiss and bit her lower lip, to show her how it pained.She smiled and looking deep into my eyes, her hand guided raging member into her waiting hot wet hole.Nothing. �Thanks,� Harry replied meekly.�You did fuck Pansy as well didn�t you?� Luna asked bluntly startling Harry.�You know?rry rry asked terrified.�Pansy thought it funny to send Cho an owl describing everything� I tried to getthat letter Harry I really did but then Padma got it and read it. She tried toburn it as well but somehow she failed, most Ravenclaw probably knows now.� LunaLovegood explained apologetically.Harry found that he didn�t care very much about Cho, he was more worried hereally had. As they spread my legs to fasten them to the legs of the horse they stopped, admiring my now well exposed pussy and bottom and taking note of little droplets of fluid glistening on my pussy lips. They took their time fastening the straps around my thighs and ankles, running their hands up and down my legs, adjusting and then readjusting the straps, feeling my soft milky flesh the whole time. Next was the broad strap that would lie across the small of my back and as they cinched it down it. Though old and tired the woman possessed an ethereal beauty. Withered and battered by time and excess, her body ached to the marrow of her bones; there were times when only her trusty staff maintained her equilibrium and kept her aright. The elder local folk called crone and eccentric, some quietly referred to her as "The Witch," sensed, no, she felt, there was someone, or some thing, following close on her heels. Behind her, as she shuffled slowly through the new-fallen snow, that some one, or.