She reached to pull it down but a slap on her thigh stopped her, so she sat for the next 5 minutes in complete silence as the man enjoyed looking at h...er pussy and turned on an interior light to get a better look. Finally, he slapped her thigh in a way that told her to open her legs, so she turned more to him and spread as far as she could. She had no idea what she was supposed to do, but decided “what the hell” and began to spread her pussy lips, then slide her finger up and down, finally. He now felt like he could face anything the world could throw at him and win. Whatever mood Jessie was in when he got back to the others he could handle! Whatever the outcome of all that Carrie was going through he could handle! Whatever fate this unborn child was destined for he could handle. Whatever his future when back in the USA he could handle! All the confused and fuzzy thinking with those jumbled emotions was settled. It was like everything inside of him had been made right again and. “Ron,” chided Hermione, “you were in hospital.” “You don’t think he’d have tried to sneak out if the tables had been turned?” “You were unconscious for three days!” “I should have been there.” “No,” muttered Harry, his mind clearing ever so slightly. “No, Ron…” Harry tried to sit up. “Easy, Harry,” said Hermione, touching his shoulder softly, “the sleeping draught isn’t supposed to wear off for another hour or two.” Harry struggled to bring his head up and looked over at Ron who was slumped in. ” Suddenly I’m pinned between the balcony bannister and Tom’s body. He desperately kisses me, covering my neck and lips with impatient kisses, his tongue dancing with mine. I run my hand down his left leg until I feel his hard erection throbbing against his clothes. His gasp at my touch fills the night’s silence before I feel him bite my bottom lip, sliding his hand up to close firmly around my neck.“It’s been way too long since I’ve done this, slut.”“You had better get me inside before we.