"T"'s huge cock jumped like it had a life of it's own as I worked on it. Mr."T" moved to the bed and laid on his back and said 'this way you can get a... it better.' He handed me a tube of lubricant and said 'pour some of this on it so that you can jack it with ease.' I did as asked and was taken by the way his huge cock reacted as I stroked it. Mr."T" had some wine by the bed and poured us some glasses. He said 'we might as well enjoy ourselves and have some refreshments.' I would take a sip. I knew i had here in my grasp. “This feel very nice and hard” she seed. I looked in the eye and I move my hand to her side . I felt for the waistband of here scribes and worked my thumb around it. “Your hands are magical so smooth and soffit around my cock” just dont stop” I said. I slid my hand around here waistband and I could feel here granny panties. Soft and silky. I then slid my hands to the front of her scrub pants and slid them down to here slit. I could see it in here eyes that she was. “I can’t help where the Sorting Hat put me,” I pointed out instead. “But why did he ask you?” she went on, getting noticeably worked up. “Is there something going on between you? Why didn’t you tell me?” I suppressed a giggle and steadfastly refused to look anyone in the eye. Even if there had been something going on between me and Sirius, preposterous as that idea was, Elvira was the last person I would have told. We got along reasonably well on a general basis, but this whole Sirius Black. Quietly she placed her ear against the cool surface of the wall and listened intently, hoping possibly to hear the muffled sounds of his fevered breathing as he masturbated. She spread her legs and felt the dampness of her parted labia. Her nipples grazed the cold, bumpy surface of the wall and tingled with sensation. "Fuck yourself for mommy, baby, stroke that long, hard dick for your mommy." Carol whispered as she imagined him doing it. Little did she know that on the other side of the wall,.