”Malfoy smiled. “Come here Pansy,” he said, not looking away from Hermione.Pansy Parkinson hurried over looking excited.“You may do what you w...nt with her until Greyback arrives,” Malfoy told Pansy.Pansy looked thrilled as she watched Malfoy go sit in a chair on Hermione’s right. She then looked at Hermione and whispered, “I’ve been wanting to do this for a long time you know-it-all bitch. Now get ready for the hardest spanking you will ever experience.”Hermione’s eyes widened in horror.“I’m. My head fell back against Stacy’s shoulder and I sighed loudly. I whispered, “Oh my god! Stacy!”I heard her chuckle quietly but she didn’t say anything. Not at first.After Mr. Todd had taken a dozen more pictures of her hands on my naked breasts she whispered, “It feels nice doesn’t it?”I couldn’t even speak. I could only murmur, “Mmmmm.”Mr. Todd said, “Okay, Stacey. Take her panties off now.”She kissed my neck one last time and then sank to her knees behind me. I stood there unsteadily as she. She pointed towards a church spire not far ahead. “That’s our stop tonight - Hasebury Under Whittonbank,” she announced to Allison, her stoker and co-driver.“I’ll tell them,” Allison said and stepped out of the cab, edging her way back around the traction engine’s coal bunker, swinging from one of the barley-sugar twist brass pillars that held up the engine’s canopy. Jane watched her go – she was as impressed by her agility as by her strength with the shovel. Allison sprang across the coupling. Her breasts, impressive enoughin their natural state, I guessed, were pushed firmly up in the style ofan 18th century low cut bodice. The overall effect made me grow weak atthe knees. As I reached for the thongs at the back of the corset, Emmaordered me to stop. "No more. I think you've seen enough for themoment." She adjusted the drape of the long silk scarf that never everleft her throat. She trailed a long finger down the length of my stiffpenis again and remarked casually. "You're very.