This was Mrs. Ambury, whose daughter used to go to school with Annie. What was her name? Loretta. Two years ahead of Annie? That would put her at leas... halfway through college. "Sorry. I should been more careful." What was I supposed to do, holler at her for nearly knocking me on my ass?"How long has it been? Why, not since Lore's graduation."I remembered how Lore looked that day, long blonde hair to her waist and flannel pajama pants, her trademark during her senior year, sticking out from the. ” He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his phone, aiming it right at my penis. Inwardly I groaned at the thought of Heather’s entire class laughing at my tiny prick, but I said nothing. I put down the drink tray and did as he asked.Heather struck with the ferocity of a mother lion protecting her cub. She had been sitting cross legged on the couch but when she saw the phone, she jumped into a standing position on it, leaped over the coffee table towards us, and was on the opposite side. I kept increasing my speed and started feeling that my rod is contracting her inner walls of pussy as I could feel the friction and the room was filled with good moans.Almost 10 minutes I was stroking hard and I took out my rod and started licking her pussy. I told her that I don’t want to reach climax soon and then I asked her to come on her fours. Yes, I started inserting my rod in doggy position and slowly pushing in her pussy.Since she had the enough lubrication, this time I reached her. As Ron stumbled and stuttered down the stairs, Harry was laughing his ass of silently. He had also been taken off guard by Hermione’s outrageously slutty attire, but he couldn’t help but find Ron’s reaction comical.‘Happy Birthday Ron!’ Hermione said in slightly sexy and seductive voice. As she wished Ron a happy birthday, Hermione leaned in and gave Ron a long and extremely tight hug. As she squeezed him tight, Hermione could feel Ron’s obvious excitement, as something long, hard and warm.