'Poor guy.''I know. We could so fuck with him,' Vanessa had smiled. 'We could melt that boy's head.' 'We could.' Their eyes had locked, evil brewing i... both their minds. 'Oh Vee, we should, we so should.' 'It is Christmas after all, Sammy. Season of giving.' 'Exactly. Just as long as Genevieve doesn't find out…''To hell with her if she does. Her little brother deserves a Christmas treat.' How they had grinned.And so the final night of his stay, when big sister had gone to bed, a bemused Ollie. They’re almost scarlet. I guess that means your pussy is excited.’ ‘I guess you could say that. But I guess I could say the same about you.’ She stepped back and looked at the wet outline of his cock in his pants, moistened, she thought, with her juices. She was wet enough. She felt wicked and reached down and grasped it. It moved toward her like a compass needle to her iron. She ran her fingers over his bump and immediately realized that here was power. She knew what she wanted to do. She. The younger girl had proved to be a more than willing conquest and had taken to lesbian sex with a passion that surprised them both. In fact, after herself, Ginny was responsible for more of her orgasms than anyone since returning to Hogwarts. The girl had quite the talented tongue, to say the least. Unfortunately, for some reason Ginny was loathe to bring a man into the mix, especially Harry, the man Hermione wanted to fuck most of all. Her eyes had lit up at the idea of the two of them. " she started to say when I interrupted her harshly by aiming a spray of pee straight at her face.She slurped and trank. It was hotter than I ever imagined it. I pissed on her, and she swallowed it happily, as if she never did anything else. I wondered if her mind wasn't more dirty than she would let on, because now she was "in the mood" she didn't know any boundaries. What she couldn't swallow she let run down her tits, where it dripped on the floor. When I was finished, her white top was.