She kissed her, stepped back and took her clothes off. Without Tim around she hadn’t stripped upon returning house. She stepped to the younger woman... again and took her in her arms. They hugged, “This feels so good. What are you doing to me?”Helen looked at her, “Me? I was thinking the same of you.” They giggled and hand in hand went out the patio door. Jackson was ready and waiting. He followed as the two women walked off the patio into the moonlit darkness.They walked out into the back part of. . hold…..it …hold it” Its then in that instant my body betrays me, small at first, but building quickly. Spasms from deep in my balls build to wracking pulses as they puke out hundreds of thousands of my little swimmers into the river of cum that is now rushing to crush the dam of my resolve to “Hold It Back”. Feeling like an untended fire hose being filled to pressure, this flash flood of cum rips its way up from deep within my balls. With each pump I can feel fluid being pumped up to. Our lips unlocked and eyes met. She saw the lust in my eyes and moved off the couch and to the floor in front of me. My dress began to climb up toward my hips, exposing my pretty red panties. The fabric and waistband strained to maintain the obscene bulge. I could feel the head of my cock sliding through the foreskin, continuing to swell and grow and twitch like never before. She caressed it through the silk of the panties for several seconds before slipping her fingers underneath. My. It had begun with Miss Granger, then really built to almost critical mass with Miss Lovegood, but now Hagrid was certain that he was nearing a point of no return with the young Miss Weasley. Her red hair fell and mingled with his own thatch of black curls as the youngster kissed the old man with a fierceness and passion that served to increase Hagrids pelvic thrusts up into her. The heavy oak chair groaned and creaked as Hagrid thrust upwards while simultaneously pounding her tender body down,.