Every nerve in my lower body was charged and sending jolts of adrenaline to my nether region. It takes years of training to hold out to that kind of torture. xnx Her hands were still on my pants. And through all of it, we never speak. Such an innocent boy. Her hands were still on my pants. Do I say something? I need her. It’s just been one of those days where everything everyone says and everything around me is sexual. Did Hermione Granger really just give me a blow-job? Fight the urge to moan. All thought left my brain when I felt her, Her, on me. I grin and drive straight into her as we both groan. I let go of her hands in order to undo my pants.
