Following that, the bobbing for apples started.Gretchen and Petra had not done a lot of dancing, and weren't in any condition to bob for apples on the... floor, but they enjoyed watching enormously. The party continued until well after midnight, and we were even later getting to bed, having to clean up first. Everyone had a grand time, and our Parents had even stopped in for a short time to see what was going on.In the morning, Clare and Cathleen used their Magic to gather as many of the ashes. After I said it was her turn and she seem confused. Apparently her ex didn't eat her out, so I went down and started to lick while using a couple fingers to massage around. Once I was hard again I mounted up and started to fuck her in the missionary position. Right away we needed to address her volume so I grab her throat on instinct, it wasn't to forceful but I exclaimed that she needed to be quite. The TV is all we should her. She understands and we started going at it. I loved fucking her. Murk returned with a bottle of baby oil and squirted all over the dancer. His uncle massaged it in while the companion jiggled, gyrated, and popped his plump derriere.Murk sat back as he got his nine inch dick sucked. It was sloppy and both enjoyed it. Then, the bottom got up from his knees and bent over the bed. Murk eased up behind him.“That ass is tight,” the dominant top confessed.“Ooh you like it daddy,” inquired the attractive passive man.“I do, faggot.”“I love it when you call me. Now he just wanted to get rid of her.“Congratulations Potter,” Pansy finally whispered, “You’ve been with a girl.”“Congratulations Parkinson somebody else then Malfoy would touch you,” Harry replied leaning back on old rudeness he exchanged with the Slytherins so often.Pansy laughed and got off him, “For your information Potter I’ve known others who are more then pleased to touch me anyway I want since I was twelve.”“Crabbe and Goyle does not count,” Harry replied also getting up.“Fucking is.