"Shall we share a bay, Captain?" she asked shyly, looking up at me wide-eyed as she bit her lower lip. "Why not?" I replied, with slight surprise. The...lift whirred and cushions sprang out from the walls and bumped her into me before gently compressing us together. Her body was up against me she smelled good, just a hint of perfume and lavender shampoo. The cushions jostled us about for a moment until they reached stable pressure. Her warm body felt good against me, I could feel the blood. . Until morning, fuck her face without mercy... Just be sure she don't die... Command Harry.-And you Pansy take that like a champ then go do what I've already order you to do.Harry and Ron departed without even looking behind where they would have witness Flinch dropping his pants and get out his filthy dick...When they finally slip in their respective bed, Harry saw it was only mid night... He slowly drifted to sleep while thinking that Pansy would suffer at least 6 hours of pure face fucking. Still, Jo looked like she was dressed for church compared to some of the young girls there. James didn't know which way to look; there was so much flesh on offer. It was one of those new-era clubs with five floors of DJs, all playing different stuff.They made their way to the third floor, which must have been the chill-out floor. It was still duff duff music but more a lounge-type sound and atmosphere. They found a four-seater lounge chair with an oversized coffee table in front of it and sat. ‘Ahhhhhnnggg. Oh yesss. Ayhhhh!’ she screamed as she came. She flopped forward onto the bed and played with her pussy dreamily for a few minutes. I unzipped my pants and took out my dick. I masturbated slowly while I watched my lover blissfully rub on herself. The camisole was one of my favorite things to see her in, and I found her lying on her stomach wearing only the camisole very erotic. She turned over and saw me stroking myself. She edged to the end of the bed and pulled me to her. I.