’11.07. Ping. ‘I’m getting some stick from them about texting you all the time! Hahahaha!’11.10. Ping. ‘More drinks!'11.11. Ping. ‘I don�...�t believe it. One of the guys just got his cock out and dipped it in my drink.’11.13. Ping. ‘I just lost a bet. It was true. I couldn’t get my whole hand round it! It’s huge!’11.16 Ping. ‘It’s packed in here. And now they want me to cash their bet. They want to see my tits! Cheeky bastards. I’ll just give them a quick flash.’11.22 Ping. ‘OMG. I’ve just had. Please believe me.” Behind me I heard a sour laugh that sounded a bit like a bark. Only one person laughed like that: Sirius. I smiled to myself – there was safety in numbers and Sirius was a powerful friend to have. And, usually, where Sirius went, there went James as well. I turned around to see them both, and Peter, walking purposefully along the passage towards us with their wands out, and a feeling of comfort and security flooded through me. “A one-off? Really? That’s not what I. I want you, my man. Fuck me." She pressed backward accepting him totally into her inner being and moaning with passion. And he fucked her, slowly at first, and then faster and deeper and harder as she began whimpering gently. He let her jerk off her own prick as he gripped her narrow hips and rammed her, squirming his toes and grunting.Finally, he said, "Baby doll, don't come yet. Let me come first. You know why, little one," he begged. She laughed with glee then mewled like a kitten. Desi fed. The rush came from deep inside, shooting up her spine, erupting from her nipples as she felt them brush his cool chest, finally to burst within her head in wave after wave of orgasm. Kathryn rested her forehead against his shoulder, every movement sending white hot sparks through her over sensitized sex, as the unspent shaft still worked it’s magic inside her, magic that was quickly becoming tortuous pleasure as she sought a moment’s break from stimulation. She reached a leg down momentarily.