She clung to him, digging her nails into his shoulders, breasts heaving enticingly, making noises of ecstasy. He could barely hold on, upping his pace...as every muscle in his body became taut and ready to snap. Hermione threw her head back as the throes of orgasm overtook her, her back arching, and seeing Hermione scream his name, "Oh, HARRY!" was enough to give him that little extra push, and he exploded, spilling himself into her, as they collapsed on the bed, breathless and sweaty, Harry. My son started me in the eyes, and then pointed to the search bar, in which he typed, 'Nude Pictures of Emma Watson' (my name).I could feel the heat rise in my face. I half laughed and cringed at the same time, my own son looking for nude of me.Thankfully, as I looked again to make sure as my son sat down and watched my frantic expressions, my eyes darting left and right, up and down and then he calmly said, 'It's OK mum, you're not there'.He explained that all the guys were doing it, someone. As we make out my hands stroke her back as she realises how hard I'm becoming. With a whisper in my ear she says, 'Come to mine'.We immediately fall into her bedroom and continue to kiss each other deeply. As I caress her neck with my lips her hands unbutton my shirt and feel my body for the first time. I suddenly slide down her petite body kissing and swirling my tongue along her thighs. She offers her hand and I suck her fingers as my hands push her dress up and over, revealing her sexy. Abba loved the idea but was worried about the restaurant to which I said “I will stay back and look after it. Ammi, as usual being Ammi was worried about my food and all to which Khala extended her support of staying back too. So everything got decided and Abba booked tickets for him, Ammi and my sister. Tickets were for date which was a month later and hence my Abba introduced me to his business. After a week or so I got myself adjusted to the environment and started handling the account. One.