1. One Big Horny Weasley Family - chapter 17


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Domination/submission, Fan fiction, Spanking, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    wobbling her chest, as she started to sing. “If all the young laddies would set down their mugs,” Ginny grabbed Lee by the hair and pulled his face to her chest, “I’d quench all their thirst with a taste from my jugs.” She shook her tits in his face before pushing him away. “Oh, that’s how we’re going to play this?” Lee asked. “Sure,” Ginny replied with a smirk, “and no pass backs.” “Bingo,” Lee replied. He looked around the room, he needed a girl with big tits for this one, and he couldn’t use Ginny because she declared no pass backs. “If all the young lassies were sweet fruits and berries,” he extended his hand to Lavender, who took it with a look of trepidation. He gave her a spin and pulled her into his arms with her back to his chest. With one hand he reached around and began to fondle her large, soft boob, his other hand headed below her waist. “I’d play with their melons and pick all their cherries.” He gave her crotch a tickle before she turned in the circle of his arms and pushed him away with a laugh. “Perv,” she teased Lee and he bowed to her, though not gracefully. She looked around and found Fred. While she hadn’t known him well in school, she had crossed his path a few times when she and Seamus were running in the swingers’ circles. She still owed him for a couple of practical jokes from back then. She pulled him close and began to sing. “If all the young laddies were hard sticks of candy, I’d give ‘em a lick when I’s feelin’ randy.” She dragged her tongue ...
    from his chin to his ear, making sure to leave a long line of slobber that made him shudder and squirm. “Not the face, not the face,” Fred shrieked as he jumped away from Lavender. He scrubbed at the side of his face and gave her a hard look. She only laughed and stuck her tongue out at him, which made him laugh all the harder. He turned his attention now to Fleur. He had been toying with some new rhymes as soon as the game started; he prided himself on always having original lyrics, or at least one he had never heard since there were probably a million versions of this rhyme. He scooped the slight blonde up and set her on the edge of the table, which was finally clean. “If all you young lasses were fields of sweet flowers,” he pushed her back so she was lying down and he was between her legs. “I’d lay in your petals and stroke you for hours.” He rocked his hips back and forth in slow exaggerated movements. “You wish,” she said, the ‘i’ coming out as ‘ee’. “You couldn’t last more than fifteen minutes.” He mock staggered from the injury, clutching alternately from his heart to his manhood. She crooked her finger at Charlie, he played a bit rough for her taste, and he had no patience for the longer seduction games she played, but was still a good romp if that’s what you wanted. He sauntered over to her as though he was God’s gift to womankind. She poured on her French accent as she sang, “Eef all ze yung men were zhousters from France.” She spit in her hand rubbed the Charlie’s ...
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