"Please, Sir, how much bigger? My bra is a B cup and a thirty four inch bust and I have a twenty five inch waist and thirty four inch hips." Monica wa... panting by now, nothing holding her in place except Sean's expectations and her need to comply. Sean made gestures in the air with both hands, as if he were dialing radios. "Oh, I'd say if you are B then she's probably a B as well, and her bust and hips are really close to your size." "Okay, what kind of bra and panty are you looking for?" Now. ”“That’s true, I suppose. I feel I owe it to him to look into it though,” I admitted. “You can store the bones here. It is no longer Fred.”“I’ve been thinking about that since your called, even before I met you and found out who you were. I have an idea floating around in my head,” she informed me.“Does your plan include a home cooked meal?” I asked.“If you cook it, I’ll bring the wine,” she responded. “Absent that I was thinking of writing a screenplay.”“Why a screenplay?” I asked.“When I was. Weasley…? Hermione said, astonished to see a far younger Mr. Weasley, while every boy in the class stared at her wet white dress shirt and her perky rosy nipples. Yes. Hermione Stranger, is it? I believe weve found our first volunteer, class. Mr. Weasley replied looking elated, along with almost the entire class. Its either that or detention Hermione…? Well I guess so… Hermione replied looking un-phased as she looked around the room, first at all the photos of naked Muggles and then at the fact. “Now, I’ve got one more stop.” He moved down her body, back to her vagina. He began licking her, feeling her wetness as it covered his face. She squirmed some more, and as he drove his tongue into her, she yelped, and began to shudder.He held on as she began bucking again, and soon another round of wetness flooded from her, all over his face. He brought himself up to her face.. “More licking.” She licked her own wetness off his face, and continued whimpering and shuddering. Finally, she calmed.