His mum offered me his old room at hers on a temporary basis.My mate’s mum was called Shelly and she was a primary school teacher. She had long dark...hair and brown eyes. If you saw this women in the street you would swear she was still in her twenties. Growing up I never really noticed my mates mum because if anyone so much as looked at her my mate would kick your arse. Now I’m staying under the same roof I can't help but notice just how great she was. I was always the perfect gentleman though.. Suddenly she broke from him as we held him, she looked around as if making sure no one could see, 'Cuff the fucking bitch and get him into the car', Sandra looked at her, 'My thoughts exactly', she said to Jilly, I need a good fuck', and at that he was tossed in beside Jilly in the back, who began to open his pants and put her hand in.I looked across the car hood at Sandra, my eyes wide, I knew what was happening, but I was still in a sense of shock at the veracity and the urgency off both. I lifted her pants up and hooked them too. Stormy thanked me and said that it hadn’t been as bad as she had thought that it would be.After that I was a lot nicer to my sister. I found the straws and kept a nice full glass of liquid close enough so that she could drink. I cut up an apple and fed it to her along with some grapes. Before mom came home I had wiped Stormy’s pussy two more times. I was glad that she hadn’t had to poop. Mom got caught with that later.The next day Stormy realized that. "Oh, no!" she said, whipping out her wand from behind her, not transformed into a riding crop. "You two wait until I tell you to move." Good. Now Ron come here and stand in front of me." As he did so she pressed her nearly nude body against him. "See, that's not so bad is it?" and bit playfully on one ear. She then took Ginny by one hand and guided her over to the bed.Ginny lay down on the bed with a mix of excitement and fear. "It's going to hurt isn't it? I mean, look at him!" It'll hurt some.