He was heading to the Great Hall for lunch. Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley, the younger sister of his best friend Ron, crossed the courtyard in front...of him. Harry smiled and waved at the third year girls.A moment later he heard a girl scream off to his left. Harry could tell the scream wasn’t from schoolgirl hijinks. It was a cry of distress.He turned and saw Ginny grasping at her clothes as they crumbled through her fingers. Luna was next to her, stamping her foot and waving her arms in. They were swinging, we were swinging, but neither of the woman wanted to get fully naked in front of two horny bastards. So, me and my slut called the bathroom and our friends got the couch. Cramming the two of us into that tiny room was a pathetic excuse... but it was our best bet. My family would be home soon, and if we were in the bathroom we had a locked door.Hearing our friends getting into it, we ourselves start to grope and grind against each other. Slipping each others clothes off, I. In return, we will want you to share your delightful, intelligent, and engaging husband with us.” Drew moved quickly to the chair where Cary sat. He knelt in front of her. “I told you I ache for you, Cary. I believe you ache for me the same way. Please,” he said softly and urgently, “Believe me when I tell you that this works. I know it may be a bit of a shock right now. Just give it a chance.” “You want me to let Kevin screw Andrea so you and I can have sex,” Cary said, her voice even and. They helped each other get cloth spread over wet shoulders and backs and hips, and then, hand in hand, walked silently toward the car.Both were in their own little worlds as they rounded the big evergreen tree and were confronted with the sight of George, on top of Samantha, between her naked and wide spread thighs, obviously ramming his engorged prick in her pussy, fucking her with long violent strokes as she suddenly burst, more or less, into speech that begged for more.Amy, who had herself.