Ginny's pussy started to discharge clear juices which flowed out into Hermione's awaiting tongue.Ron and Harry meanwhile were dumbfounded with their s...tuation. Ron watched Hermoine from above as her face was dug in his sister's snatch. The sight of his girlfriend eating his sister out gave him an instant hard-on. Ron's pecker stood out in front of him, rigid as a steel rod, just inches above Hermoine's ass. Ron now realized the predicament he was in; he could not get inside Hermoine. My body would be clearly visible beneath it, my dark nipples easily on show. I packed my bags and put them in the trunk of my black 458 Ferrari Italia. I drove away, waving goodbye to my husband. I drove to Folkestone and caught the train to Calais. I drove for a little more, arriving at my destination Thursday afternoon. The hotel was big, modern and swanky, with its own private beach. I checked in and went up to my room. I showered and relaxed for a bit, before changing into a sexy evening. My co-worker was an older gentleman in his late 50’s. I was about 28 or 29. As we passed the gas light he said “don’t ever go in that place man” and I didn’t ask why so he elaborated “there are guys in the back room whom will try and suck your cock”. I didn’t ask him how he knew that and he didn’t say anything else about that place, so I was warned. I wasn’t into that type so stuff so I didn’t pay him or the subject any attention. I was addicted to pussy at the time. Fucking it, sucking it. Beanpole. I turn sideways and I effectively disappear. While I work out twice a week in the gym, the muscles don't really show. Brown hair, a red beard and moustache that are starting to go grey, with hazel eyes behind rimless glasses complete the picture. I use a cane because of arthritis in my knees. Toss in that I'm smarter than most, a computer networking wizard with a Phd to back it up, and a love of sci-fi and you have your archetypical nerd.But this geek has fangs. My cane is rock maple.