A whimper escaped the woman's lips. The incubus grinned. So she was a vocal one. That was good. She might even be a screamer. Women often screame...d when he left and released them from their paralysis. It was a rare woman that screamed during the act itself. It would be a subconscious scream, a reflexive action brought on by abject terror mixed with sexual ecstasy, an instinct so strong that it overrode his paralyzing power, breaking through the barrier that kept her silent and unmoving. . The third was tighter yet, arms around waists, hip to hip. That meant we were bumping and rubbing against each other. His hand had a habit of wandering down to my ass, and mine to his.He had a very hard ass. I couldn't help noticing how jolly his roger danced and swung. Maybe a jock strap would be a good idea. At least I didn't have the problems with bounce the more buxom girls did, but my nipples were throbbing for attention.Trying to stay focused, I figured that the long routines would be my. Smiling down at me, he gently tweaked my nipples, watching them pucker and ripen under his fingers. Dropping his head he kissed me gently, then deeply, ravaging my mouth as his hands ravaged my breasts. Digging my heels into the bed I arched up into him, rubbing and grinding, needing him. Sliding down away from me, he captured one hard raspberry nipple in his mouth. Sliding his fingertips up the insides of my thighs, he softly parted the lips of my pussy. Feeling the tips of his blunt fingers. She began to rub her tight clit back and forth in rhythm with her head bobbing back and forth.‘Dammit’ Ron grunted, as the pressure building in his loins was too much. He felt himself spray several large loads of his creamy semen, directly into the still bobbing mouth of Narcissa Malfoy.Not even hesitating for an instant, she continued to bob her head back and forth, gulping down a healthy load of Ron’s cum. She was multi-tasking with the best of them at this point, still stroking and sucking.