‘Got everything… have a good year… and stay out of trouble, you two!’ yelled Mrs. Weasley, as she waved off everybody.Everyone was now on the ...ogwarts train, traveling by rail to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hermione, Ron and Harry found an empty cabin all to themselves. They all stored their luggage in their overhead compartments before taking their seats, chatting a little before Harry made his move. Harry looked over at Ron, smiling, before he made his way to the cabin door. Mmm, how he kissed and licked and pinched and rolled and squeezed and sucked and nibbled my nipples, until they were very long and achingly hard. His kisses on my toes felt so good. Then my heels and ankles. My legs and knees. And thighs. His fingers massaged my bush, and his mouth followed every place his fingers had just touched. I just kept opening my thighs wider and wider and wider to him. He lay face down and began kissing my thighs. Then his kisses moved to my outer lips, which opened to. Finally I was begging my two assailants to hurry up and come in my butt. This seemed to please them, that they had me begging for their dicks. Finally Franklyn took hold of my hips and begin to ram deeper and deeper into me. Soon I felt the rush of his fluids flood my rectum and leaking down my thighs.As soon as Franklyn had pulled from my flooded anal cavity, Paul plunge his solidly rigid cock into my flooded rectum. I almost screamed from the pain of his huge penile glans plowing through my. Jocelyn and I finished our breakfasts, and after I took a shower, for which I made sure I locked the bathroom door, despite Jocelyn not being allowed to come upstairs again, I dressed and headed to hang out with Dale. We played chess and talked all morning.“Bag your cheerleader yet?” I teased.“Nah, but dude, she has a friend who’s going to Northwestern that you just won’t believe. A smoking-hot redhead. Another former cheerleader! I could certainly agree to a ‘Dale Sandwich’ with those two!”I.
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