The hand holding his head slowly relaxed and dropped away.He bent down and softly kissed her inner thigh. She tasted like rain and the sweet smell of ...lowly decaying leaves. He moved up an inch or two and kissed her again then paused and gazed at her sex. Neatly trimmed black pubic hair framed her glistening folds. The swollen clit bulged slightly under its hood, calling to him. Mark could feel her heat on his face, drawing him in. His tongue parted her, delved into her, and dipped into her. Now that he had, he understood the thrill of fucking right beside another couple. They were so close that he could probably reach out and touch them.Harry heard Filch outside the corridor again. He was leaving. Harry’s spell had worked perfectly, it was only meant to keep Filch there for a short period of time so that this whole thing could have happened. He didn’t know if Ginny and Terry didn’t hear Filch leave or if they were just too lost in their lust to care. Regardless, neither of them. She turned and started washing his upper body, looking up at him, her smile soft as she traced the muscles on his chest after she had ran the loofah over them, leaving soap suds behind. They stared at each other for a short while as one hand washed and the other seemed to trace the curves of his body almost like a Braille reader, trying to memorise a book.Joe could feel his cock rising as Maryse’s hands drew closer to his groin, she ran the loofah around his cock, lathering up his balls and. "Here you go thisone is yours, I thought you might like something to remember our tripby." Are you sure you aren't my Momma? You sure are spoiling me like a guiltyfeeling Mom would do," Michelle said."Oh how I wish I was, you would be so spoiled."Just then they called the bus, and they got up to leave.Across the restaurant a woman saw Michelle and thought, "If Michael was agirl that's what she'd look like." It was the first time in ten yearsshe'd thought of the boy she'd left with her one time.