She laid down next to me."Do you have any interest in dinner?" I asked."No, none at all," she said."Me either," I said.I reached out and touched her f...rry bra. "Soft," I said.She did the same to me. "You look so hot in this outfit. I'm alreadygetting hard again," she said.I looked down. Her cock was growing as I watched."Wow, that's so hot," I said, as her cock reached full length and liftedoff her abdomen, twitching."Can I fuck you, blue haired girl?" she asked, sweetly."If you're gentle," I. How she wished one pop up from somewhere then and there so that she could start her day on a sated note.Her thoughts then drifted toward her hubby, Narendra – the 12-stroke man. What will happen when he returns along with his mother from Thailand? Will it be the end of her freedom? She simply hated the thought.She closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep again. Her room was still semi-dark with thick curtains covering the windows. The low humming noise of the air conditioner, the singing of. He was never one to ignore a suggestion by his sexy best friend.How did this all come about you might wonder. How did this scene of Hermione being eaten out by her mother while her best friend fucked her mother. It all happened the summer after fifth year. Hermione practically k**napped Harry from his relatives and forced him to stay with her. Harry was in no mood to object since he really didn’t want to spend the summer with his relatives at all. Hermione and her mother lived in a modest. The time seems to crawl by, minute by minute, Ihear people walking around outside, is it her, is it her. To my shame theexcitement is building and my cock shows my true deep feelings. Then thedoor opens and in walks this 16 year old girl dressed up in a schooluniform like she was coming from school. Dragging a suitcase behind her,she smiles at me and shuts the door. "I see your starting to followdirections better." She says as she walks up to me. I look up at her "YesMistress," and bow my head..