This went on for a few minutes, both of them gently exploring the other. Then, Ryan looked up from Jessie's breast, and said, "This is so new to me." ...hat?" Jessie grinned."It's hard to explain, and now's not the time." OK," Jessie grinned, "but you're not making much sense." I know," Ryan laughed. "Just, tell me what you like." I like what you're doing. Believe me," Jessie smiled.Ryan smiled back, then went back to what he was doing. After a few minutes-which were made more enjoyable by. His wife let out a soft moan. "Do that again," Ron said. Lavender slowly pulled her index fingers back along the trail and tickled lightly."Oo, oh yes." Hermione said in a low voice, strangled as though she was fighting the sensation. One finger stayed there to tickle and tease, while the other dipped down into her pussy. Ron could see that the finger was covered with juices. Ron watched as she smeared them around the flexing sphincter, then pushed in just a bit. Hermione shrieked and. I reached down and repositioned my dick so it was pointing upagainst my waist. As soon as I did she slid over so she was right on topof it. I closed my eyes and held still hoping it would go away. To mymortification she spoke up “Hey what is that?” she said. “Um it’s just my dick”I answered. She continued to lay on me rubbing against it every once in awhile. She turned to look at me. “So it’s hard” She asked. She was 13 soshe really didn’t know much about that area at all. “Yes it is” I. Sleep must have finally won out because the next thing that I was aware of was jerking awake to the room basking in late morning. Daytime television was in full swing as Alex Trebek said something about four hundred. The back of my neck felt like iron. Rubbing the kinks out, I realized that I had been dreaming something about Mrs. Bellman, but I couldn’t remember it exactly. All at once, it dawned in my fuzzy, as of yet uncaffeinated brain…THE BEDROOM! Racing to the doorway, I stopped dead,.