Beau and I were much younger than the other men and most of the women. Most of the men were in their forties or fifties. It looked like a pledge swap ...ith alcohol. The men and women didn't fit together. Beau and I were in sport coats and knit shirts. We were the most casually dressed men.I asked Beau, "This is strange. What do you think is going on?"Beau said, "I'm not sure, but it's almost like the women are high-priced call girls."Almost all the women looked around thirty. They were all very. . Maybe six kids!” she said with a giggle.“Harry Junior?” He suggested.“Albus?” she suggested.“Gabrielle, perhaps?”She stopped and looked at him, but swallowed her first response and said, “Ronald James Potter?”“Molly Louise?” he said.“Luna Lily?” she responded.“Lily Luna, sounds better, don’t you think so?”‘That’s enough of that,” she said. “What else do we need to get, Lover?”That stopped him long enough to kiss her.****They stopped to eat at ‘American Food, Wizarding Style,’ a new place with. ?My god!? Siggy exclaimed, ?Is that really you two?? She was laughing,but not in an unfriendly way. Jamie was laughing too; she expanded herarms and embraced the Icelandic girl.?Hey,? she turned to me, ?Welcome to my team!? She tried to greet me bykissing me on each cheek. I pulled back, not used to such a femininewelcome and we ended in a sort of half hug. All three of us laughed alittle awkwardly.My head was swimming and not just because of the situation. We had setoff from ours at about half. . “There you are!” She half screamed with joy and victoriously she took out an eight inch dildo and some lubricant. Despite they’re being no one around she blushed whilst she unhooked her bra and slowly took of her panties. The lovely mix of cotton and silk clothing were thrown to the floor. She started by lightly dipped her fingers into the lubricant jar and spread her legs; she placed her soft fingers onto her pussy, which probably hadn’t needed any lubricant and was already wet enough. Yet.