She wore a tight black dress, which she slipped over her head. "Damn," I thought, "no underwear or bra." She put her dress somewhere out of view, and ...hile she was turned around I saw her ass and legs. This woman was tall—easily reaching 6'5". Her long legs led up to a tight, fit ass. She was completely blemish free, absolutely stunning. She sat on my face, and I immediately realized how much heavier she felt on me compared to the bartender. It wasn't painful, but my mouth was instantly filled. "When's this goddam meeting gonna start?" Wanda Schmidt whined, to no one in particular. She scratched an ample hip as she shifted uncomfortably on the metal folding chair."We ain't got everybody here yet," snapped Daisy Wells from the other side of the room. Daisy's parents had named her after the flower, hoping that she'd blossom and otherwise live up to her name; unfortunately, she'd grown up saddled with a hook nose, crossed eyes, an extreme overbite, and a know-it-all attitude. Wanda shot. “A little to the sides and up,” she said. I moved my hand down on her sides and, as I slid up, I began to feel the bulge of her clothed breasts. ”Oh yes, that’s it," she said. She immediately changed position raising her chest off the bed as she went on her elbows causing my hands to slide over her breasts and hard nipples which felt about an inch long. My hands Iingered on her soft breasts squeezing and pinching her nipples while my cock rose and was a rock. I had to adjust myself,. See you for lunch in about half an hour.” Ron said.Harry found this strange as Hermione and Ron had never had to do any prefect duties at lunch before, and before Harry could voice a question, it was answered by him seeing Ron and Hermione walk away with Ron’s hand gripping Hermione arse cheek. Harry laughed to himself.“What’s funny?” Ginny asked, having missed what Harry had seen.“Nothing. Shall we go to lunch?” Harry suggested and they all went to the Great Hall.When Ron and Hermione got.