“You said you have a memory with you and Ginny . . . from a couple of years ago?”“Yeah, but its REAL naughty Harry. And remember . . . I was a ...it of a voyeur then . . . rather than a participator,” she teased. “Doesn’t matter to me . . . especially if Ginny is in it. Just relax and let me take the thread of your memory and place it in the container,” said Harry. Hermione closed her eyes and Harry said a few words of magic. He pulled out a crystal bottle, pointed his wand at her and her lewd. With fresh wetness on her and inside of her, I lapped it all up fairly eagerly. I would need to go slower soon, though. I didn't want to devour my last meal here too quickly. "This is still the most delicious stuff on campus," I said into Emma, which made her laugh - although it didn't sound completely amused. "My God, that's what you come up with?" Emma asked. "That's so cheesy." "I can be cheesy over true things," I tried to convince her, then went back to using my tongue for...other. Soon we had become somewhat comfortable with each other and had remarked that we each had enjoyed our short but satisfying display of cock. I especially had been impressed with his and the way it had grown. He offered to replay that for me if I would do the same. But not in a bathroom. He had a place not far away where we could play in private. A small old house that had not been used in some time but was not very well equipped. No furniture nor mattress to be found. I decided I did not need a. "Dad, unless you want Mum to know about your fall from grace, Mr Stiffy had better be ready to give me what I want, no hesitation and no backing out," she snapped."Yes, Ginny," I sighed as she hung up on me and I realised I had an erection of all things.As it was I wasn't given a chance to ruminate on my troubles as Jan chose that time to come home and our normal routine swung into action as we sorted out various things before we relaxed with a glass of wine and a DVD."So both the kids will be.