1. The Many Misadventures of Young Adults pt. 5


    Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: Celebrities, First Time, Group Sex, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    cloak. &#034I need a favour. I want you to go with me to Myrtle's bathroom.&#034 &#034Why?&#034 &#034It's a surprise. Trust me, you'll like it.&#034 As she said this he felt Hermione pull down his pyjama bottoms. He did trust Hermione but couldn't see anything good coming from visiting Myrtle. &#034Why should I? What will you do if I don't?&#034 &#034Absolutely nothing... and neither will Ginny.&#034 That was a dire threat. He had learned to love sex even more than Quidditch. Being cut off would be awful. &#034And if I do?&#034 &#034I get to try something new on you.&#034 Recently Hermione had found and secretly watched an old video she had found of her father's called Deep Throat which she suspected her mother knew nothing about. She proceeded to demonstrate her newfound knowledge. Slowly, she took Harry's extensive cock not merely into her mouth but into the depths of her throat until she reached the root. Not merely her mouth but her throat muscles massaged his member. The effect on Harry was electrifying. The only thing that kept him from screaming out in ecstasy was the fear of waking his year mates. Mere creaking of the bed or muffled groans would just be put down to his wanking off, a not uncommon event in the dorms. Hermione worked her way back up and continued sucking and licking on him until he was on the verge of coming &#034Anything,&#034 he gasped. &#034Anything you want.&#034 At this point Hermione had only his cockhead in her mouth, her fist firmly grasping ...
    at the root of his member, cutting off his sperm from emerging, although she could barely get her hand around it. At his affirmative, she released her grip, swallowing the white stream that resulted. &#034Meet me there after classes. You won't be sorry.&#034 With that his lover girl gave him a quick kiss on the lips and a friendly stroke to his balls and departed. * * * Hermione and Harry entered Moaning Myrtle's bathroom, Hermione carrying a spray bottle she had taken from the waste bin next to Hagrid's garden shed, cleaned and filled. Harry was clearly reluctant to be here. &#034Myrtle? Myrtle, are you here?&#034 Myrtle, a round-faced ghost of about fifteen in appearance (though she had been dead for over fifty years now) appeared from her stall, pouting as usual. &#034So you're here. Why should I care, when you've ignored me all year? And now you're going to leave again, for the summer leaving poor, poor Myrtle all alone and deserted.&#034 Both Harry and Hermione rolled their eyes and Harry whispered, &#034Why did you bring me here exactly?&#034 &#034You'll see,&#034 she looked at the ghost and said, &#034If I was going to keep my promise, I had a lot of research and work to do. But I'm here now and I brought Harry along to join in the fun.&#034 'Fun?' Harry wondered. ‘What involving Myrtle could possibly be construed as fun?’ &#034Now float down Myrtle so you don't fall.&#034 Hermione was brandishing the spray bottle. &#034Now spin around.&#034 Obeying, the ghost spun an ...
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