" I whispered and he picked me up with one arm and slid onto the covers. He dropped me on top with my labia centered over his shaft which drew up wel... above his naval. This was going to be a new challenge as he about as thick as my upper forearm.Dave was not yet a brute, though he could have been. He allowed me to go at my own pace and slowly work myself over him. Getting his head alone inside me was equal taking a big man to the root. After a while with little success I hopped off and. She slips me in and very, very slowly slips down my solid shaft. I can feel every inch of her and the heat is amazing.All I can do is let out a long "fuuuucccckkkkkk," as she takes me all in.Elle grinds me all round so I can feel every millimeter of her. She starts pumping up and down on my shaft.Her change of pace is really something and before long she tells me she is cumming. Elle flops onto me and kisses me deeply.She then really picks up the pace and is fucking me faster and faster, I'm. "Her…mione…” Harry trailed off as he got a good look at what had happened to his best friend. A look of surprise was permanently etched onto her face, as if she could not believe Harry had done this to her. Her skin appeared to have reflective properties, and felt smooth to the touch. “Can you move your body?” Harry asked her, fearing the worst. When she didn’t respond, Harry feared the worst. Suddenly, a flicker of motion appeared in the edges of Harry’s vision. Hermione’s eyes were moving. Of course back then I hadn't a clue what he was doing, but I remember feeling strange, looking at his nudity.He looked different and I liked what I looked at so I watched him, smiling and waving back to him as he waved at me.Then I saw him jerk, his body convulse, and shoot white liquid onto the glass in the window, which ran down, something deep in my physique knew this was naughty, but it was captivating stuff and I watched him do it again and again, but never told anyone about it.Many years.