1. One Big Horny Weasley Family - chapter 14


    Date: 8/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Fan fiction, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    This is a work of fan fiction. All characters are the properties of their respective owners, I own the story line. Chapter 14- Get Busy The kitchen was empty when Ron came back in. He knew Harry was upstairs with Ginny and Hermione. After a few bites of fruit and a mimosa, Katie had invited Bill to join her in her room. He had graciously accepted and the two of them had left to a chorus of hoots and hollers. Fred and George had gotten friendly with the now partner-less Lavender, and the three of them had gone outside to enjoy their breakfast; only they had left the scraps of their breakfasts behind. Fleur had thanked Ron for breakfast and then excused herself for a shower. On her way out she invited Lee to wash her back. Ron was a bit disappointed when Alicia said that sounded like a good idea and didn’t even look his way when she left. Angelina, the last one to come down, was still finishing her breakfast when he excused himself to the loo. Now, even she was gone and the dirty dishes and platters of leftovers were still piled on the table. He sighed to himself and began piling the plates and silverware together. He thought about using magic the way his mother did, but it required too much concentration and he wasn’t very good at it. He’d set the dishes to floating and stacking themselves, and then forget to keep them moving while he put the leftovers in the fridge. Usually, the result was plates tipping over and dumping their contents on the floor, which then required even ...
    more work; that was of course assuming he didn’t break them. Instead, he just piled them up and stacked them in the dishwasher. He was just about done washing the pans when he heard the soft patting of bare feet on the hard wood floor. “You cooked; it’s not fair that you should have to clean, too.” He loved the rich, dark timbre of Angelina’s voice. “Eh,” he shrugged, “it’s no big deal. It would have been nice if some of my brothers had chipped in and done it, but Fred and George break more dishes than they clean.” “Isn’t that God’s own truth,” Angelina said with a laugh. She picked up a drying towel and stood waiting as he rinsed and stacked pans in the drain rack. Ron gave her an appreciative smile that she returned. Her hair was damp and her skin glistened; a short summer-weight dress hung by narrow straps from her smooth shoulders. It pulled tight across her large, high breasts; and her dark nipples were almost visible through the white material. The dress clung and stretched across her generous hips and stopped about half-way down her bare thighs. “Nice dress,” Ron commented as he ran his eyes over the length of her. He took in not only her dress and what it covered, but also the smooth shapeliness of her legs, the pronounced curve of her hips and the slight pouch of her stomach, the exquisite beauty of her hands and manicured fingers, the firmness of her arms contrasting the fullness of her breasts, and finally the soft roundness of her shoulders. Her face was beautiful ...
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