I am so turned on by that I want to die fucking. I unlatch my legs from Bell. She takes one last swipe from my pussy and places my juices into her mouth and licks her lips. She smiles. “For a virgin pussy licker, teen you have ticked every box possible for extreme hotness. Priya, you are a fucking lesbian force of nature.” I slide away and slip off the bed and turn to Bell. Her words are so fucking cool. “So then, let’s fuck in the shower and go to bed. I am not amateur finished exploring your kick-ass body Bell.” Bell laughs. “That is the best offer I have had for such a long time.” END of PART 1 Priya and Bell’s adventure is just beginning, the juicy stuff starts with Part 2… Hermione walked into the Gryffindor common room and looked around. She spotted Harry, Ron, Lavender, and Parvati sitting by the fire. She and Ron hadn't been on good terms for a while. She hated that he was dating Lavender, and was annoyed that he couldn't figure out why she didn’t like that. Scanning the room further she spotted Ginny sitting alone in the corner reading. There was an empty chair beside her so she took it. "Hey Ginny, mind if I sit?" She asked. "Yeah, go ahead, I need a distraction anyways." Said Ginny. Hermione sat down and they began talking. indian They talked for ten minutes before Hermione couldn't help but remember Ginny and Michael and everything she heard about them. She was burning to ask about it, and now she had her chance. He could tell his coach his ribs were still sore from the beating he took. That was the plan. It was insane. She moans so loud, I’m sure everyone in the building can hear her, but the effects of my cum has already started to take over her little body, sending her into a deep druglike haze. "My family?! My fingers dipped into the waistband of her panties, sliding lower and lower, brushing the sparse strands of her silky pubic hair. “Really?” I never thought about it before! “Why do you have to be a student?” Did you have a good time? JOHN “Oh, Daddy, you're making me feel so naughty.” That hope quickly proved vain, however. I took the opening “Delia, are you dating a boy yet? My mind was reeling. She kept pushing, her indian foot planted on his back until his head touched the carpet, his butt up on the air. Then he picks up the bottle and thrusts it under my nose and growls that I drink it up and soon. "I know, teen but still . . . I’d wish you good luck with Ginny, but I’m sure you won’t need it. Suajata stared wide eyed. You are so nice and tight. “Whoa, what?” exclaimed Elsie. “I know, I know, but I won’t sell amateur the company to her. Her nails had been painted, and her ass had been cleaned out. "Oh fuck… oh fuck," I repeated. I'll let you fuck my cunt!"