“We need to get her back down on the bed and break the spell.” Someone uttered. Hermione realized that she was hovering a few feet above her matt...ess, writhing in mid air as her wand continued to drive itself in and out of her. It was so hard to focus on anything else as her entire body seemed to be aflame with passion. It felt as if every inch of her body had become an erogenous zone, a feeling that expanded exponentially when she felt several hands grab her and pull her down to the bed. . The answers she'd found for my earlier questions had made some of my future decisions much easier to formulate. I thanked her for doing such a good job, careful to praise her more for what she had accomplished on her own initiative. I told her about several changes I would be making also, based on the extra information she'd gotten for me."I really like the differences I see in you since you came back from your trip, Kenny. Being more relaxed and less intense now, it makes you seem more like. His hips began their own quick thrust, his slender associate bent over to increase the driving pleasure. Almost against her will, the orgasm built, and she started whimpering as his cock fucked into her tight hole in short, pistoning strokes. Her eyes were glued on the screen, her knuckles turning white. Abandoning her grip on the desk, she reached down with shaking fingers to her drenched pussy and aching clit. The blonde on the screen thrashed and bucked in the hands of her dark lovers, and. She didn’t move, just studied me intently, her eyes moving to each of mine, then down to study my mouth.Out of the blue, she kissed me, her lips warm and silky soft, a gentle, not-quite-chaste kiss that rocked me to my toes.Extracting herself from my arms, she went to the bathroom, not one word spoken.Was it transference that made her kiss me? Was it the emotional storm she was going through? Even more troubling was my reaction. Being kissed by a fifteen-year-old should have shocked me. It.