”“That’s the point,” you say with a chuckle.“Go over to the bed, strip and lay face down with your arms and legs spread wide.”I hurry over...and do as you ask, climbing onto the bed and getting into position. You are right behind me with a few pieces of rope. You start with my right wrist, then my left. You then go to my ankles and finish securing me to the bed. You walk over to what looks like a toy chest and pull a few items out of it and return to the bed.You run your hand from the back of my. But, let me aloneWhy you got things this wet and sticky?- Don't blame me. I just do what I am told and from the orders coming in to get all this stuff made, that Amber must really be getting worked up over something.Yeah I know. I can tell.- Hey, what's going on down there? I smell wet pussy.Oh, hey nose, no time to talk. But, yeah, things are getting pretty soppy and sticky around here. I really wish Amber wouldn't wear them damn thongs all the time. Although, I guess we should be thankful she. Giggling with schoolgirl giddiness, I slipped into red and white candy stripped tights that Britney dug out of her chest-of-drawers, followed by a wrap-around denim skirt and a too large gray sweatshirt.Handing me, my own tennis shoes Britney said, "You'll have to wear your shoes. You have a neo-grunge look. Not very fashionable, but you are passable for a girl." Really? You think I really look like a girl?"Britney smiled, "Yeah in an androgynous sort of way, but by the time I get done with you. What he lacked in delicacy however was more than made up by thrust, causing Hermione to bite her lip and arch her back. When his fingers switched from her front hole to her back she could no longer hold back the moans."You have a thing for my arse, don't you?" Well, it's a great ass, isn't it?" She had to admit he had a point.Her hand reached out and clasped Ginny's as both neared orgasm, the two girl’s hands fusing as both girls bucked in pleasure.Harry raised his cum soaked face and smiled.