She was pleased she’d scrubbed herself down there this morning when she first got up! ‘Why should I be? Worried you’re going to come?’ ‘I wa...t it to last,’ she breathed feeling his lips touching her. ‘Oh, I see,’ he said licking along the crack of her labia, that were slowly unfolding to meet him, ‘So you only want the one orgasm then?’ ‘Well…’ she sighed. ‘It doesn’t matter what you want,’ he said, ‘I’m going to make you come as many times as I can.’ She put both arms across her chest and. So much so that they each had a room to themselves, though they often stuck together for company. There was something gnawing at Ginny though. A longing that soon grew into a bit of an obsession. This obsession went by the name of Hermione. But how could she ever have the smartest witch in the school to herself? Especially since she knew her brother fancied her. There was only one thing that Ginny could think of, but at the same time hated to think of. There was a reason they were called. And I totally adore it. Fast forward to last friday; Phone rings, it's Linda, Hi Linda! Whats up? Ty....I need a favor, a big one. Well, at this point, I am interested. Linda and my wife have cooked up some doozy situations which really twist my nipples! I am all ears Linny!Ty, remember Sandra (of course I do:), why yes Linda.......you forced me to cum on her almost a hundred times. Linda, trying to work me up a bit, says......yeah, wanna meet her daughter??? She is GORGEOUS! And even better. Would you like to come in for some cocoa?’ His friendly smile warmed her even more. He extended his hand and escorted her in a very gentlemanly fashion back to her cabin. Once inside, he helped her start a fire with the small woodpile next to the fireplace. The atmosphere was like magic. The cocoa, the conversation, the flickering flames all seemed to flow together. Audrey could almost here the soft romantic music playing in the background, to highlight what was bound to happen next. They sat.