Despite his best efforts, only a flash of white light and a shower of sparks shot weakly from the end of his wand.Although he had certainly grown more...confident in his ability to wield magic over this past year, this particular spell continued to elude him, somewhat to his embarrassment. He tried again, but yielded the same results. A soft voice from behind startled him. "Are you sure you are thinking happy thoughts?"He spun around "Oh, hi Luna" he said, seeing her leaning against a wall just. Somehow though, Tommy felt less than satisfied.Shrugging, he walked to the bathroom, still naked, to clean himself up and for his morning "constitutional". In the mirror, he noticed a few pimples on his chest, so he fished the jar of cream out of the trash and scraped out what he could. He rubbed the cream into the flesh of his chest, barely noticing that it was fuller than it had been even moments before. The feeling of rubbing his nipples urged him hard once more and his hand went again. I ignored the sound of the zipper opening.Raylea was a moaner. She was a performer. She was a quick instrument to learn. I dug my fingers into my friend and licked my way roughly up and down her sex. Her nub was springy and stiff and she wanted to kick. Another growl kept her legs up and out of my hair.I had to be loud. To throw my mouth around. The slap of my cheeks and her skin echoed by the wet snaps of dripping flesh plus my war cries and Raylea’s panting moans drowned out any possible. Ek din main subha office pohancha to dekha ke woh apne baal sukha rahi thi aur buhat khobsurat lagrahi thi, maine poocha kuch madad karon kya usne kaha haan aajao, maine bina kuch kahe wahin balcony se kood gaya, aur kaha banda hazir hai usne kaha andar chalo aur madad karo, main darr gaya tha kahin kuch ghalat na hojaye, main andar gaya aur usne magzines uthne ko kaha jo us se gayi thi, ek magzine par ek ladies ki pic thi jiske saree ka pallu gira howa tha aur boobs dekh rahe they,Maine woh.