"You stay right there and keep quiet!" he said to me in a calmer voice. "And you, whore, I'm going to use your cunt so much that you won't be able to ...it for a week!"Ralf pulled the bathing suit off my Aunt and turned her over on her back. From where I sat I could look straight up between her legs and, for the first time in my life, I was looking at a pussy. A cunt! Hair as black as soot that spread all over the groin and halfway up to her navel. And, in all that blackness, something pink that. As Jennifer promised it felt better with everything I did. I worked on myself with my finger going in and out until I had what surely must have been an orgasm. I mean the pressure was dreadful one second, then all of a sudden I felt a dam burst. I flooded the toilet around my finger and I had this huge sense of relief and well being. I felt kind of guilty like maybe I peed on myself or something.It took me several minutes to recover my wits. I was shaking when I left the bathroom. I was sure. The group had just finished practicing charms and she was taking a few moments to look for the rare yellow-bellied drumthwhacker, figuring that with almost everyone out of the school they wouldn't feel as much of a need to hide. So focused was she on her search, that she almost slammed into Hermione as she rounded a corner, skidding to a stop just in time as she heard her friend yelp."Hi Hermione," Um, hi, um, Luna. Right" said Hermione, a little uncertainly. Her voice firmed up. "Sorry, Luna,. I would visit more frequently, taking the bus with my Gran who used to go without my Dad at least twice a week. I went so often that Great Granny Edith’s face would light up when I walked in, even though I’m sure she didn’t know who I was. I liked it when she smiled like that, but naturally I was only interested in her stockings — she’s in her 90’s for fuck’s sake! But I never got anywhere — Gran was always present, sometimes Dad too — there was no chance for pinching anything of any kind. I.