Some days, she would spend hours at lapping at Guinevere’s clit. Others found herself rocking her hips in rhythm with Guinevere’s clever fingers a... the other woman delved deeply. Their kisses were carnal and cruel; with sharp nips and devouring suckling and battling tongues. Pain was as integral as the pleasure, giving and receiving both. In the mornings, Guinevere and Moira went over each other’s body to discover the newest bruises, bite marks and deep scratches made during the night’s. He had kissed me many times before but this kiss seemed to be a different one. He started playing with my boobs and I started rubbing his cock. He took my clothes off and i took his clothes off.He took me to his bed room. He got laid on the bed on his back with his cock staring at me. I sat in front of him and started kissing his legs and slowly moved upwards. Then I reached his cock and licked its tip. Then I reached his chest and kissed on his neck. I started moving my body up and down and. Although she has a bra on, the nipples stood erect. I felt the penis begin to grow so quickly squatted down to begin assorting in order to hide my bulge. I can’t believe this is happening to me. She squatted next to me, pulling her skirt up to her thighs. I said I’ll get this Mrs. W. “Please call me Darlene, you are old enough plus it makes me feel old to be called Mrs. W.” She lost her balance for a moment and fell over on me. Our faces were close and she smelled so good. Her eyes caught mine. Undisguised and in plain view, Harry walked down the main aisle of the hall, making enough noise to cover up any inadvertent sound his invisible friends might make. His wand out, Harry moved down the racks of prophecies, searching for Row 97. On this shelf was the prophecy uttered by Sybill Trelwaney. None but a prophecy's subject could remove it from its place of rest. Knowing this, Voldemort had sent his followers to lie in wait for Harry until the boy had removed the prophecy from the shelf.