"I regarded Eve curiously, although with a measure of coiled rage. Shewas playing the dutiful mother, the one who disciplined her kid when shewas out ...f line, but it still pissed me off. Mrs. Feinstein watched Eve-a silent but ever-present teacher. Despite my anger, I understood thatMrs. Feinstein was acting as a reference, a person who would speak toEve and Greg's parenting or lack thereof.I rolled my eyes. "And where exactly would I keep a phone in this dressyou made me wear?"My eyes steered. He put a little added pressure on the V-necked front of her gown, and watched as her breasts struggled to break free. They burst out, and he dove in to feast on their rich fullness. They were hot, dry, and brilliantly pink. Her aureoles were darker, and they looked moist like they seemed to glisten; they appeared to look larger than normal. He was sure this was an optical illusion, but he delighted in it. Her nipples were pressing up and out. They were magnificent little pinnacles atop two. "Oh yes!" she called out as she lifted up off of Harry. Then she settled back down over him again. Once Ron had found a good rhythm, he opened his eyes and looked down. Harry seemed to be flailing about, looking for something to do with his hands. Finally, he settled them in the tangles of her hair, and tried to guide her farther down his length.Suddenly his eyes snapped open and he sat up slightly. "Ow," he said rather quietly, having released Hermione's head. Ron chuckled to himself; she had. (If you don't know what I mean by a liner, it's a second layer of spandex sewn on the inside of a swimsuit that is usually black in color and is there to prevent a woman's nipples and pussy from being too easily seen through the swimsuit.) I loved the way i could see the outline of my entire hard cock and balls through that unlined swimsuit. My erection was right in the middle of one of the red stripes when it pointed straight up (with a bit of a curve to my left) and moving it side to side.