#141360 - He collected some of her silken wetness on his fingertips and slowly massaged the fluid into her taught little bundle of nerves. Bloody Hell, Hermione, Ron squeaked out, I can’t hold it back. For some time, the only sounds in the room were the steady rhythms of deep and heavy breathing, and the slurping noises Ron made as he chased the well warmed chocolate over the curves of Hermione’s thighs.
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