She was washing her hair, the suds running down her back into the valley formed by the perfect orbs of her ass. She rinsed her hair, picked up the soa... and proceeded to wash her long curvaceous body. She reached down to soap up her long shapely legs giving me a clear view of her exposed womanhood, smooth, with a thin covering of downy orangey-red pubic floss over her mound, her labia blooming forth like the pink petals of a young flower. She put her hand holding the soap behind her body rubbing. His sweat was rolling off of his chest and forehead onto her already hot body. He slowly began to pick up speed, and lowered his head to close his mouth over hers. Again, their tongues darted into one another’s mouths, but this time with much ferocity. Her nails were beginning to sink into his back. She pulled away from him to scream, but remember herself just in time, and closed his mouth on his neck to stifle the noise. Her body was trembling again with the force of the next orgasm, and he. “Promise!” she demanded.They nodded, and apparently that was enough for the girl. She let go of both of them.“After you guys saw my titties ... and you got hard and all ... I had some of that ... sexual excitement in me I think. I felt all jittery and when I got home ... I had to ... had to ... I rubbed my special spot.” She looked down at the ground.“You masturbated?” gasped Luthor in a loud whisper.“I told you guys to rub yours ... and then I had to rub mine,” she said softly. “I couldn’t get. Harry Potter was giving her a sexual experience like nothing she’d ever dreamed she could have, and there was only one thing she wanted.“More!” she screamed. “More, more, je veux plus ‘Arry!”She wanted more, and more is what Harry gave her. He kept thrusting into her, not taking even a second to catch his breath or pull himself back from the physical demands this was placing on him. That big cock gave Fleur exactly what she needed, and it made her realize just what she’d been missing for all.