The tree in the corner now has a pile of presents under it. Beeg Each one comforting the other against the storm of pleasure that is building inside us. My eyes snap open. Arthur, Molly, Fred and George. It is hard work, yet they manage to pull us out. Read 21474 times |
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Ginny’s other hand is still stimulating the opposite mound, alternating between squeezing it, lightly tracing patterns on it and rolling my now rock hard nipple between her thumb and index finger. Little spikes of bliss are running up and down my body now and I know Hermione feels the same thing. My breath is ripped from my lungs, it is so
