She was just doing what a good, little sister should.There was nothing wrong with that. Nothing I should be ashamed of.“Yes,” I groaned as her ton...gue swiped over the spongy tip of my crown. She gathered up the glob of precum.She giggled. “You like that?”I scratched her head between her ears. She shuddered and darted her head down again. She licked all the way across my cock in one long, shuddering go. I groaned, my balls tensing at the pleasure. Such a good, little sister.I kept scratching the. Soon she came harder than she had ever came before. She passed out like the other two.Harry pulled himself out and looked at the three passed out witches in front of him and smiled. The night was just beginning. When the three witches came to they saw Harry standing there watching them.“That was absolutely amazing” Parvati said.“Best fuck I’ve ever had” Lavender commented.“I never came so hard” Hermione said.“I’m glad you enjoyed it. You want another round?” Harry asked.The three witches nodded. He just couldn‘t believe that she would take them home for her husband to watch fuck her. He had never heard of such things, ‘cuckolding’ he never heard the term. Willard got home and most of the night he kept looking at his beautiful wife, he considered her a ‘trophy wife’. He had visions of her being the woman he saw with the two black men. ‘No,’ he thought, ‘she was too bigoted for that to happen.’Time for the picnic was nearing and Willard was disgusted that he couldn’t stop his wife. I then leaned in for another warm kiss; a kiss eagerly received. So I invited a raise in the sexual stakes by urging his lips apart with my tongue. He responded with his own tongue and with hands on the move and a thrust of his hips in response to my own grinding. In that moment we left behind what had been a warm increasingly sensual friendship; this was now serious foreplay and a prelude to making love; oh well yes, a prelude to fucking and being fucked.We stood like that for a while, my face.