Simon was content to watch as Mabel caressed Jazz’s breasts whilst Jazz laid down flat on the bed to make it easier for Mabel to reach them. Mabel e...joyed sucking a woman’s breast, it felt comforting at an instinctive level, she liked sucking and she liked having her breasts sucked. When both girl’s nipples were sucked hard, Mabel crawled over to Simon and with Jazz’s help pulled down his under pants. Their show had hardened his cock and it was standing proud. Mabel spoke to Jazz in Thai again.. Jaq had asked me to go with her as some moral support, to which I gladly agreed.We set off from our London home at six in the morning to hopefully beat the worst of the traffic. We arrived in Birmingham with an hour to spare; after finding the studio, we popped into a nearby cafe to have a light breakfast.The studio was in an old warehouse building. Once inside, it was very impressive. Different sets were set up all with plush fittings and adequate lighting that looked bright enough to light a. "Relax. Enjoy the outdoors," I said as we moved out from under the trees and into the opening. It took me a little while of looking around to get my bearings.Then it hit me, like a cloth was lifted from my eyes. A wave of disjointed memories suddenly flooded my mind, making me dizzy as I tried to sort them out. The memories were of places, people, events—some happy and some sad. I wondered what had happened to people I had known... and loved.That brick building was the dining hall. Farther to. "Did you sleep well, Harry?" said Luna. Of all those seated in the hall, she seemed somehow least affected."Well, you did it, Harry!" beamed Neville, his weeks of mistreatment at the hands of the Carrows, the school Death Eaters, apparently forgotten."We all did it, not just me, Neville," replied Harry warmly. "Have you still got the sword?" No, Professor McGonagall has put it somewhere safe. She said she didn't want me to cut myself."Just then there was a loud Pop, which caused Harry to jump..