She squealed with delight as his tongue fucked her. He used his hands to reach under her and lift her ass off the bed. His tongue slid in and out of... her pulling her wetness into his mouth. She squirmed with delight as his fingers tickled the puckered hole of her ass. She reached down and felt her fingers sliding into his hair, tugging and holding him against her sex. His tongue reached up and gently pushed under the protective hood, her clit, exposed, became his target as his lips. She then stuck the fingers in her mouth and sucked on them, telling Brittany how good she tasted. After they gave her a climax they had allowed her to leave the room they had been in. It was soon after she left that someone else tried to kiss her. It was dark and she wasn't sure who but she tried to slap the person and he or she left and seconds later Jane and another friend found Brittany and took her home. Brittany was still grateful, as drunk and horny as she was that night it was possible. .can you feel how wet it still is from my juices?" I nodded, and she reached down to pick up the robe, and began rubbing it on my penis over her panty. "How does that feel?", she asked. By this time, I was leaking precum all over myself, her panty, and Lorene's robe. "You caame on this robe before, didn't you?" she asked. She dropped the robe and unhooked the beige bra. "Take my panty off now," she said, "And suck my nipples hard." In les than a minute, she had a climax as I devoured her. There was nothing about the classroom to suggest it was meant for a particular subject. She opened up her Charms text, and looked at the illustration for how to hold a wand. Once she was satisfied she knew the proper grip, the next lesson in the text was on basic wand movement. The night before she had been amazed to discover just how complicated the subject was. A wand could be moved in three dimensions, of course: up and down, left and right, forwards and backwards. But it could also be.