“It’s so hot,” she cooed, the idea sending a flush of pink through her headdress. “I can feel it beating like a heart. Fuck...”“You should... stroke it,” Lozka suggested, resting her hand on Ben’s bare chest as she watched. He could feel its warmth, her claws pricking his skin in a way that wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Could it be that his anatomy was more familiar to Lozka than it was to Mizi? She was a fellow mammal, after all.Mizi gripped it tighter, sliding her hand from the base to the tip,. With over a hundred of his followers seeking her, Northpath wasn’t having the same problem.She found herself turning back again. Another seemingly clear path turned into a sheer cliff face.Then, a sound. Small rock shifting under a sandal from around the next turn. She tensed, readying her pathetic, broken spear.A voice, low and firm, in a tone she hadn’t heard since she’d been taken.“Come, dead man, I would hear your last song.”No Follower would ever use those words.She stepped around the. She wondered how Harry would feel it; having never been double-penetrated she wasn’t sure of the exact mechanics of it. Ginny seemed to be thoroughly enjoying it though, so she was optimistic as well as curious about getting to try it herself later. “Harder,” Ginny moaned as she pushed back against her lovers.Hermione focused now, trying to get a good rhythm as she drove in and out of her friend. She pulled back on Ginny’s hips so she could put more force into each thrust. She was getting. Her business skirt was pulled up round her waist and her right hand was thrust deep down the inside of her skimpy panties, her fingers rhythmically massaging her pussy. She still had all her clothes on and was still wearing her blouse, her sexy patterned stockings and her knee length boots. Her shapely legs were wide apart. Her right leg was dangling helplessly over the right arm rest, while her left leg was raised high, the heel of her left boot resting against the edge of the desk in front of.