How I’d managed to get there without detection was a testament to the human animal’s ability to overcome seemingly impossible odds in order to act...upon fevered fantasies. And my ability to read the table bookings upside down while the concierge was surreptitiously eyeballing my cleavage had helped a lot too. Suffice to say, once the diners for whom the table had been reserved for had settled in and ordered, instinct lead me to my target and with slow careful movements I inched closer to the. Her whole body started shaking as she screamed loud, “OOOHHHHH MYYYYYY GOOODDDDDDDD, I’MMMMMMM CUMMMMMMMMINNNNGGGGG!” Amber’s arm was moving fast as I looked down at Darren. I felt a big wetness cover my ball sack as Larissa’s ass clinch even tighter around my dick. Darren groaned really loud too, “Oh my god, my dick is going to shoot, I can feel it getting ready to shoot.” Larissa’s whole body kept shaking as her ass refused to release my dick. She was still moaning loudly, “MMMMMMMM I. At one of Harrys last trips to Hogsmeade before the shit hit the fan, Hermione taught him a spell that he used:‘Butterefriigorisus Beermenti’ which put an ice cold Non-alcoholic Butterbeer besides everyone’s plate.“Now that is a bloody amazing spell,” George said. He repeated what he had just said, as if Fred had said it as well.That caused a melee of laughter and noise around the table.“I can’t take credit for that. My dear friend Hermione Granger soon to be Weasley, took my idea and after. I had returned from a scout and was eating dinner after reporting. I glanced at the scared face of duke Macfearce as he approached my table. I had met him many times, he was my father's lord. I smiled, "sir."He sighed as he sat, "you look well Samuel."I shrugged, "they are easy to see and avoid."He smiled, "and you are hard to see and manage to slip past or around them."I grinned and he looked around and leaned over the table, "I have a mission for you."I followed his look, "name it."He pushed.