It was on the tip of my brain when I heard a woman’s voice.“You stupid piece of nylon,” she said, sounding exasperated.I halted in my tracks as ...I approached her. Seeing her bent over the pile of what should be a tent, I recognized that ass; it was the girl from the gas station this morning. “Need a hand?” I asked with a chuckle watching her fumble with the tent.She spun around in surprise hearing my voice, her blonde hair sticking up from the static, as her jaw about hit the ground when she. ”“That's not happening,” I said and kissed my mother again. She groaned against my lips. She kissed me back with hunger. She had been thinking about doing things with me. All those seeds had sprouted, and now I was reaping all my rewards. I loved it. My tongue danced with hers. Her fingers dug into my rump. They felt so delicious groping me. I nibbled on her lips, loving every second of this.She thrust her tongue into my mouth. She danced it around. I groaned, kissing her with such hunger. She. She had come close to fucking the Quidditch star, Victor Krum, but only ended up giving him a very awkward dry humping. Hermione had always fantasized about giving up her innocence to Ron, but because he was as thick as a wooden board, Hermione had few hopes that he would make a move. Girls can be so petty! Harry replied, trying his hardest to focus on what Hermione was saying and not what she was wearing. You have no idea. Hermione said in an undertone before she and Harry left the common room. His cock was about 8 or 9 inches long and fairly thick, and he leaned back and enjoyed the attention he was getting. He had one of his hands on the back of her head and he was gently guiding her as she took him completely into her mouth, holding on to each side of his chair for a little support. I watched her move her mouth up and down on his cock, and he was in complete ecstasy. She must have known what would trigger him to explode because she stopped after several minutes, stood up from her.