Goyle suddenly spat in between her breasts and pushed them closely together. Goyle then straddled Hermione’s chest as he forced his large dick in be...ween her breasts and began thrusting ferociously. ‘Ahhhhhh,’ sighed Goyle in relief, as he felt the soft skin of Hermione’s breasts rub against his cock. Goyle continued to squeeze at Hermione’s breasts as he thrusted his hips hard, his cock each time hitting Hermione’s throat. After a few minutes, Goyle finally collapsed onto Hermione’s delicate. I had intended to lay her down gently to sleep, but the storm had other ideas. Another crack of thunder slammed into me just as we reached the bedside and instead of helping her in, I threw her down. She fell back and I dove on top of her. I plunged my tongue into her mouth and grabbed her fantastically firm ass and pulled it to me. To my surprise, I felt her arms tangle around me as her knees raised and spread so I could grind against her. Her neck craned back as her nearly ignored clitoris. The tight grip her ass had on him made it difficult to focus; the stimulation and pressure on his cock was overwhelming. Finally, having buried his cock fully inside her, they were able to work into a steady rhythm. Bracing her arms against the wall, she rotated back against him, not letting him pull completely out. His fingers came around to play with her clit, and, as soon as he made contact with the hard little nub, her body tensed and a guttural moan escaped her full pink lips as she yelled. Emma could see that, and continued, 'You may as well know now, since he has caught you flicking your bean'.'The big clock on our dresser in the room, is a spy cam'. I froze, that was two Christmases back, and I have since then been alone in the room, doing some unspeakable things to myself, and dad has this on film.I remained quiet, 'You remember the morning you woke up seven months back and dad was in the bed', I nodded, somehow knowing what she was about to say, but when she did, it was like.