As they exited the room a maid was just coming in to clean and she wrinkled her nose a little at the smell, the room still reeked of cum, musk, and sw...at.Robin had enjoyed the day, her body recovering slowly. She still vaguely remembered waking at night, and sensing, if not seeing, a roomful of activity. Her mind was still adjusting to the rampant sexuality that seemed to be everywhere now, but after the club, what she remembered of it, she was beginning to embrace the naughty, devil-may-care. I dont do things that risk me, my emotions or other. I was the kind of girl who yearns for control, both in situation and in mind. I was the kind of person who will view everything in every angle to prevent casualties. It was an ordinary night. Which means Im horny and reading sex stories to satisfy me in my laptop. Then, my phone rang beside me. Too busy reading a good story, I didnt bother looking at the caller, I just answered it. Hello? C-chris? A familiar nasal voice, followed by a sob,. Daphne Greengrass was a pureblood girl and the heiress to the Greengrass fortune. She was tall for a girl, like Tracey, with long blond hair. She had a lithe form with a slightly smaller bust than Tracey. They were both dressed in their usual Slytherin robes. Daphne sat down sleepily beside Harry while Tracey ran around to the other side of the table with a grin on her face. “Does sleeping beauty need a little coffee to wake her up this morning?” Tracey said in a sing-song voice.Daphne glared. I stopped, however, when I thought that her nipples were both bruised and sore and when they had turned a purple-red. Carol moaned a little disappointed moan when I stopped, wanting me to play with her nipples a while longer. I squeezed her breasts, and ran my finger lightly around her areola, teasing her; tickling her tits. I slowly ran my fingers down over her stomach to the soft mound of hair just above her slit. I ran my fingers lightly through her pubic hair and over her mound. Carol.