I could feel his chest through the material of our camis. His breathing excited me more and more and he ran his hands over my body inside my camisole ...nd pulled it up so that my chest was exposed and rubbing against his cami. We were still kissing as he slowly and sensuously pulled my cami off, my nipples aroused and swollen a few inches above his. He gently pulled me down and we hardly touched, still kissing slowly, my nipples brushing the hair on his chest, the hardness in my panties aching. . He was looking at my breasts, surely having felt them on his chest, and was breathing heavily. I kneeled down to get his legs when I was nearly hit in the face with his stiff member. Obviously the feeling of my breasts against his chest caused a reaction and he was now at full reaction. I quickly finished his legs and stood up, not quite certain of what I was expected to do next.“Uh….honey…I..uh…see you probably..uh..need some…relief?” I said, my voice quivering. “Why don’t I leave you alone. The witch’s fingernails gripped her partner tighter while she leaned up and initiated a kiss that seared her senses for several minutes. The feel of Harry’s lips on hers while their tongues rubbed together and their bits intermingled was a distinctly intimate one like no other sensation in the world. Miss Granger began intentionally squeezing her cunt muscles hard around the pulsing cock within her core to grasp her favorite male organ tightly. The rod responded in kind by flexing within her. 70 mts. tall, slim, short, golden-haired, brown eyes. Her skin bristled each time she remembered those facts that had taken place barely weeks ago in her town. Here is her story: She used to go out and drink beer with friends, but loved to do this frequently. One of those days she dated buddies, she drank too much. She was a girl who accepted and confessed that drinking too many beers made her horny a lot, and wished to fuck like a cheap slut the first male she met. Also the cheap wine they.