" Fuck him." Jean breather going down and licking his nuts. "If he can't satisfy me, I'll find someone else to satisfy myself." That's good." Harry si...hed, his hands replaced by the soft expert hand of Hermione's mother.By now, Harry's eyes were on something else. Jean's ass looked tantalizing with her leaning over and worshipping his cock.He grabbed her hair and roughly pulled the older woman up. She was a bit taller than him but he was still stronger.Jean yelped but she let him lead her up. Must learn to control that. For the play, I might have to tie my maleness back... a bulge in my skirt would be disastrous. I was taking nightly bubble baths, pampering my skin with lotions and cremes, and conditioning my hair to enhance its body and sheen. I didn't have to do all this, but I wanted to maintain " the mood" and also found it delightfully satisfying to do feminine things. It was all becoming so natural. My effeminate gestures and mannerisms became instinctive, impressing Mom and. Angela was on her stomach with her face in her pillow. She had a tank top and panties on. She had her I-pod laying on the floor with the speakers in her ears. All this Meant Nothing compare to what my little baby was doing to herself. She had one arm reached behind her thighs and was slowly grinding the handle of her hairbrush in and out of herself. Her panties were still on so I am assuming she had the crotch area pushed to the side. I really had no idea if the handle was in her Ass or her. ”I thought about what I had just said and how it may have came off but then I said fuck it, let's see where it goes, probably nowhere. “How could a handsome young man such as yourself not have the girls tugging on you left and right?.” she said then gave me that gaze she gave me earlier.A little nervous, I stalled and also began to feel a small amount of guilt. Then I thought about my cock and his primal needs. I thought about my balls and their toil of containing an overload of my stored up.