I loved having Bailey’s soiled panties forced in my mouth. It felt so wrong. I proceeded to rub them on my pussy, moving my panties aside so that I ...could gently rub them on my clit. I reached for Bailey’s butt plug. I continued to rub Bailey’s moist panties on my pussy lips while I kissed her butt plug. My tongue slowly licked the metal tip. Thinking about how naughty I was being turned me on so much. I felt extra dirty licking her butt plug. I imagined licking her asshole, and I knew I was. ..what the fuck is going on here?!’ said Ron as he looked up and saw the scene. His satisfied sister was lying naked on the bed with flecks of white cum pasted on her chin while Harry stood over her, his hand still slowly rubbing his softening dick.‘Hermione...,’ said Ron in a far-away voice as he noticed the love of his life, sitting on a chair in the corner playing with her pussy, oblivious to Ron’s presence. Ron’s angry eyes turned back to Harry, who remained frozen to the spot.‘You. Submitting to the moment, ever so grudgingly Mrs. Leicester’s hand went to work at the top button of her adorable periwinkle jacket and then leisurely progressing lower to the bottom one as the front of her jacket was disengaged unfettering her generous torso upon this scholarly venue. The business coat was only the first garment to depart from the Mother’s frame as piece by reluctant piece her outfit would be transferred into her daughter’s charge and draped upon the mahogany balustrade. Mrs.. ’ I said. ‘I’ll handle it.’ ‘Who is she?’ Nurse Jones asked. ‘Like she said, she’s family.’ I said. I walked into the waiting room and in front of the woman. My sister Elizabeth was looking up at me. ‘Come on.’ I said, throwing my shoulder forward in a gesture for her to follow me. Silently she did so. We went to the elevators but I went past them to an elevator that normally was not available to the Public. If I’m a Police Commander, I might as well use the power and privilege of it, I thought.