His thumb and little finger were around one side of the glass, the remaining 3 fingers rested on the other side. The set of those fingers and his pr...file worked like inter-locking pieces in a jigsaw. Immediately she was taken back 10 years to 3 days in London, another 3 days in France and 3 days in Spain. She clearly saw those fingers holding a Selmer Paris instrument at the lead trumpet desk of That Band. Dieter Scholz. That was his name. She had to get out of there, but the exit. ………………………………………………………………………………………………I couldn’t believe it. She was sucking me like a pro, her head bobbing up and down in my crotch like a well oiled piston. With each downward stoke of her head, I could feel my cock slid a little deeper in her mouth.My hand went to rest on her head, gently urging her to take more of it down her throat. She obliged willingly, my girth not seeming to be a problem as she deepthroathed me easily. Her throat was rhythmically milking my cock as I, in frenzy, held. Instantly, Draco roughly took hold of both her breasts and began to feel and squeeze them longingly, loving the feel of her tanned, supple tits. ‘Ooooo oui,’ moaned Fleur in a high pitched voice as she thrust her chest closer to Draco so that he could begin to suck on them. Draco quickly brought his lips to her nipple and began to suckle on her tit like a baby. Draco quickly alternated between each breast, making sure he got a good suck on each of her fabulous breasts. As he did this, Fleur. I asked her what she meant by that and she said your father always got excited when he rubbed my feet just like you do. With me not saying anything she said I’m not stupid I can feel how hard you get everynite when you rub them. She told me not to be embarrassed , some guys like boobs , some like feet, and that every guy was turned on by something. Wiggling her feet around in my lap trying to feel my hardon she said your father loved me to stroke his cock with my feet. She then asked have you.