"That smell's intoxicating Harry", said Hermione. "I think it might be some sort of pheromone." She went to a nearby bookshelf and too down a book on ...agic. She put the book on a table and leant over it, one arm of either side of the book. After a short search through the book, she found what she was looking for. "Here it is, the pheromone of Sirius. It's a magical pheromone that turns girls into sex slaves. Apparently any male whose penis begins to emit it will compel any available girl to. My cries are muffled. I can barely hear myself as the blood rushes to my ears. He spins me back around and latches onto my breasts. He bit’s and gropes at my bare chest. His hands slid down my naked body. His hand reaches my dripping pussy. I’m still contorting myself, trying desperately to buck him off me. It’s too late. His hand rest’s against my soaking cleft and the bucking start’s stimulating my bud. He strokes his hand against my movements and I became aroused and attempt to tell him to. His jism squirted up her pussy. He shook in her arms, moaning, firing again, then again. "Oh darling, cream me! Oh yes, oh God, yes!" Alicia's hands roved all over her son's back as her spasming pussy milked the cum out of him. "Feels so good, Mom," Ricky mumbled. "Ooooh, ohhhh!" His prick flexed, vibrating with spasms, spurting his jism and filling her pussy. "Oh, my darling!" Alicia cooed, lying under him and letting him pump everything he had into her. She caressed him. She felt the glorious touch of hot flesh on hot flesh as they ground together. Again it was Barbara who broke the kiss. She leaned back a little so she could run her manly hands over Ellen’s taught nipples and down her flat belly, making her gasp. She was proud of her body, her tits were less than a handful, but they were full and even, and being small, had sagged hardly at all. She was lean and boyish, she knew that, some men liked that, and some women too. ‘It’s not a bad idea you know,’.