Michael put his wand away as Ginny had another orgasm. Michael was nearly there himself. He picked up his pace, the sound of their skin slapping together reverberating throughout the room. Michael’s face tensed up and he groaned, as he filled her tight pussy with his cum. He slipped his cock out and watched his sperm seep out of her pink pussy, smirking that irritating straight way he does. Ginny got up and cast a cleaning spell on her freshly fucked pussy, removing Michaels cum. They both started to get dressed. “How was that?” Michael asked, staring at the air where he somehow knew Harry was uncut standing, petrified. “Same as ever.” Replied Ginny, pulling up her skirt. “It was amazing, but now I need a shower.” “Want me to lather you up?” Michael asked. “No, I want to feel clean, not even dirtier. Maybe some other time?” Ginny, fully dressed, adjusted herself and went to walk out of the classroom. “One last peak?” Michael asked, as massage Ginny looked back in the doorway, out of Harry’s view. She handjob bit her lip as she lifted her skirt, giving him a final view of her thong covered ass. Now that they were alone, Michael walked over to where Harry was and pulled off the invisibility cloak, wrapping it up in his arms. "Detection spell, Potter. I didn't want you ruining my amateur fun with Ginny like you ruined it with Hermione. “Sure,” he said. But I couldn't face everyone staring at me. uncut My friends would be disgusted. “Having problems with an unruly dog? The door closed and the floodgates opened for the illicit couple. He stood before me and undressed, he was well built, had always kept himself in shape and had the body of a man of 35 and didn't look amateur the 55 he was. “Here, you might need this,” she said. His pudgy fingers gripped her handjob waist before a powerful thrust followed. I smiled as I stared down at my best friend, and lover, squirming on the bed. I straight nod. “Uh huh.” She found the idea acceptable because her parents also practiced it. He reached for his phone and took a few intimate shots of my newly configured genitalia. Her tits were standing high in the water and it was all he could do to not reach out and caress massage them. We put on the hotel robes (and nothing else) and take our drinks out to the deck which is overlooking a river. Then Lizaveta and Paloma sauntered forward, stepping into view of the two cameras manned by Ginny and Salome. “Your sure you aren’t mad?” I ask.