”“I am a filthy Mud Blood”He smiled he knew Hermione would never willingly use that phrase. Suddenly he had an idea Hermione was a bitch but she...was hot.“Hermione lift your skirt and say it again Sexily”Hermione lifted the hem of her skirt revealing her stocking tops and her pink silk panties the she looked Draco in the eyes licked her lips and said “I am a filthy Mud Blood”Draco felt himself grow stiff, “Ok Granger, strip”Without a thought of her own Hermione peeled off her sweater and tie,. She was still learning to use its many features.Sarah was of average height for a girl of 16, with a body that was limber and well developed. She wore her dark brown hair in a pony tail and dressed neatly. Today she was dressed in a white linen blouse and gray pleated skirt that descended to just above her knees. Underneath was a white nylon bra and white nylon panties, styled in a conservative full cut. The rest of her outfit consisted of white socks and athletic walking shoes.Three o’clock. When I felt the first pulse of cum I told him. He gripped the base of my cock, his eyes locked on my face as he took my load. When I was fully drained, he moved back up sitting back on my thighs stroking his cock. I didn’t think there was any expectation, but I felt I should at least make some sort of effort. He had both hands on my shoulders as I stroked him. I felt his fingers dig in and the warm cum hit my stomach. He pushed hard against me. We kissed, his tongue slipping into my. Mama had given me the deed to the building that Marie and Grace's restaurant was located in, as her graduation present to me. Dad had purchased me flying lessons, and said he and I would pick out a plane together, once I had my pilot's license.He said he wanted to make it easier for me to bring my dirty laundry home on weekends, after I was in college. Mama was worried about me learning to fly, but Dad told her he wished he had learned to fly when he was younger. He said it would have given him.