"I called the Porta-Potty people and they have ten of their units on the way," Linda called from the kitchen door. "You think it's enough?" Great idea..." Steve answered. "Better call around and try to locate a few more if you find you need them. We don't want messes in the bushes."Henry came riding up on his bike. "What are we going to do? This is a disaster!" he said as he got off. He seemed totally confused. Numbers and money accounts he could handle. A great crowd of people who all wished to. Making their way out of the common room, the Gryffindors gathered at their table in the common room. Hermione was looking forward to telling Imogen about the interesting curse she'd created to help protect their fledgling club from traitors. But as the breakfast went on, there was no sign of Imogen. Now that she thought of it, Hermione could not recall seeing Imogen that morning - very odd. As she wondered what might be the reason, her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden silence in the Great. Slipping the lingerie off her body, I stopped and held her hands tight above her head, kissing her hard on her soft lips for the first time since I got home. Pulling the clothing off of her, I made my way down her silky body, feeling her arch with every touch of my mouth. As I made my way down to her hot wet pussy I could feel her excitement as I slowed down. I felt her hand push my mouth right into her wetness as I slowly lapped at her juices. She moaned louder as I ran my tongue down her. She turned her head and stuck her tongue in my ear sending shivers running up and down my spine. Meg moved my hand to her other breast and when I pinched that nipple I was rewarded by another sharp intake of breath.I looked down and in the dim light, I could see that her mini shirt had worked its way up her legs till it barely covered her pussy. Meg grabbed my other hand and put it between her legs. She slid it up her thighs and then placed it on her pussy.I swallowed hard as I felt that she.