Harry stretched when he stood from the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall. It was nearly time for class to start. He glanced down at Hermione and Draco who were both casually eating their breakfasts, though Harry wasn't so blind as to not notice Draco's hand slipped underneath Hermione's skirt. His best friend did an admirable job of not reacting to whatever Draco was doing, but the occasional looks she was giving him gave her away.
While he would love to get some action in this morning too, Tracey wasn't around. She and Daphne had gone to the Slytherin common room earlier this morning to go talk to Daphne's sister Astoria. Apparently Astoria and her mum were trying to come up with some sort of plan to help out Daphne from the impending court case. The trial was set to take place in front of the Wizengamot in a week.
"C'mon you two," Harry sighed. "You can go back to whatever it is you're doing when we're in class."
Hermione pointedly avoided meeting his gaze but Draco only smirked back at Harry. When he took his hand away from Hermione, he not-so-discreetly licked his fingers clean. Harry only rolled his eyes at the display.
It was a hectic time at Hogwarts. They were nearing the end of the first semester and that meant that everyone was getting started studying for their upcoming exams and assignments that would be due soon. Naturally, this meant that students everywhere were stressed out.
Despite the fact that the law allowing public sex was currently only connected to those who had attendants, that didn't stop those without attendants from partaking in the fun. The professors tended to keep a blind eye towards such matters, so long as the students were of age. This effectively meant that all of the sixth and seventh year students, and some fifth years, were more than free to partake in sexual escapades all over Hogwarts.
Plenty of people were getting their early morning fill. As Harry, Hermione, and Draco walked through the halls of Hogwarts, they passed by well over a dozen couples fucking. Every seemed to be urgently fighting to get some release before classes began for the day.
Harry could feel himself growing more and more aroused as they neared the Charms classroom. It was one of his favourite classes, and not just because of the subject matter. The tiered seating in the room gave him and his friends a perfect vantage point to watch whenever anyone else decided to fuck during class. It also gave them a relative amount of privacy which made it feel like they were fucking sneakily in the classroom. Harry loved the thrill of it.
"Harry!"
A voice called out from behind him and Harry saw Dean running up towards him. Harry's eyes widened mildly when he saw Megan Jones, Dean's attendant, running naked behind him. That certainly was bold. Technically it was not against the rules for an attendant to be nude all the time, but it certainly went against the customs. Every year a few students had their attendants be naked all day for a couple of days, but it was usually toned down right after.
"We'll see you inside, Harry," Hermione told him as she urged Draco forward towards the classroom. Harry waved at her and turned his focus back towards Dean.
"Alright, Dean?" Harry replied when Dean neared. He couldn't help but let his gaze fall across Megan's jiggling breasts. Though her breasts were much smaller than Tracey's, they were incredibly perky and looked incredible.
"Yeah, mate. Look," Dean rubbed at the back of his head. "Do you mind if we sit with you today?"
"Not at all," Harry frowned. "Why'd you ask?"
A grin came across Dean's face and his eyes flickered over towards Megan who was standing submissively half a step behind him. Dean leaned in to whisper to Harry. "Megan's been talking about watching you and Tracey in action sometime. She's a little jealous that you two get to watch us in Charms but we never get to see you two."
Harry peered over Dean's shoulder to find Megan looking a little bashful. When she noticed his gaze, she smiled brightly at him and pushed her chest forward a little. "I don't think either of us would mind at all," Harry mentioned. "So long as its just looking."
"Of course," Dean reassured him. Everyone knew that there were strict rules on touching anyone else's attendant. It was allowed if the master and attendant both agreed, but those instances were very rare in public at least. "To tell you the truth, I wouldn't mind getting a peak at Tracey either."
Harry snorted in amusement. "You do know that we still need to be sure that we're taking notes, right?"
"I know that," Dean grinned, "I'm not expecting a big show."
"Well then I'm down for it. I'm sure Tracey will be too," Harry told Dean.
Dean clapped Harry on the shoulder. "Fantastic!" He turned around to glance at Megan. "You've gotten what you wanted," he told her.
Megan beamed at Dean. "Thank you, master."
"Maybe you should thank Harry too," Dean pointed out.
When Megan's eyes landed on Harry, he had to suppress a shiver. The way she was looking at him reminded him of how he had seen Tracey look at him before. It was like he was juicy piece of meat and Megan wanted to dive right in. "Thank you, Harry," she said in a sultry tone as she dipped her head.
Dean chuckled at Megan's action. "Lead on to class then."
Megan hopped in delight, making her small breasts jiggle wonderfully on her chest. Stretching her legs to the max, Megan walked around Dean and Harry and started off towards the classroom. She was putting on a show for Harry and Dean, wiggling her ass in the most delightful ways and moving her hips from side to side to make herself look as enticing as possible.
Dean seemed to relish in Megan's actions. Apparently her teasing other men was something of a turn-on for him. He kept a grin on his face as he watched Megan walk, occasionally glancing over at Harry to make sure that Harry was watching Megan too.
Harry was keeping a close on eye Megan. Who couldn't? The way that witch moved her body down the corridor was something to behold. He could feel his cock start to harden slightly in his pants.
When Dean and Harry entered the classroom, they already found Tracey and Daphne waiting in there for them. Hermione and Draco were sat at the end of the bench on the top row. Daphne sat beside Hermione with a gap left in between her and Tracey for Harry to sit. Megan had already rushed up the stairs to sit beside Tracey. She was chatting excitedly with Tracey over something.
As Harry reached the stairs, he noticed Tracey had turned to look down at him. She had a mildly perplexed look on her face.
"Hello, Tracey," Dean said as he walked past her and sat beside Megan.
"Alright, Dean," Tracey replied before she turned her attention back towards Harry. "What's going on?" She whispered to him.
Harry sat down in between Daphne and Tracey and leaned over to whisper in Tracey's ear. "Dean and Megan wanted to watch us today, and for us to watch them."
The sparkle in Tracey's eyes reassured Harry that this was something that she would very much enjoy. She actually straightened up in her seat, pushing her chest out, and put on her best smile. "I had a feeling today was going to be good," Tracey giggled.
The rest of the class quickly filled the room just before class was set to begin. As usual, Professor Flitwick began his lecture in a cheery tone and went on to describe the new charms they would be working on this week.
Harry did his best to focus on the lecture and take good notes, but he was constantly distracted by Tracey and Megan. Both women looked like they were eager to get the show started. Tracey kept rubbing her thighs together in anticipation while Megan unabashedly began to gently play with her breasts. Megan wasn't even pretending to take notes, not that attendants were expected to. She was doing exactly what attendants were meant to do: be ready for whatever their master orders.
A sudden sound caught Harry's attention. He looked over past Daphne to find Draco slipping down under the desk in front of Hermione. Harry raised his eyebrows high as Hermione noticed his gaze. His best friend blushed and shrugged her shoulders. "When did this happen?" Harry whispered over to her.
A small smile played on Hermione's lips. "A couple of weeks ago," she whispered back to him. "This is the first time we're doing anything outside of my room-" Hermione's voice pitched up as Draco's head popped up between her thighs. Though Hermione's skirt was covering Draco's head and preventing Harry from seeing anything that was actually going on, Draco's movements and Hermione's reaction told him all that he needed to know.
Naturally, a few other students with attendants began to get handsy in the classroom. Professor Flitwick carried on with his lecture as though nothing was going on even as some students began to have sex.
The soft moans which began to pop up in the classroom only seemed to excite Tracey and Megan more and more. Both women were now actively trying to get their man's attention. Tracey had undone a the top buttons of her shirt, revealing more and more of her creamy cleavage to Harry. Her skirt was hiked up a little bit more than usual, showing off more of her stocking-clad thighs to Harry.
Apparently Dean couldn't wait any longer because he made the first move. He roughly grabbed Megan by the hair and pushed her down under the table. With incredible speed and skill, Megan unzipped his trousers and fished out Dean's cock in a second. Then, she instantly popped the thick member into her mouth and let out a sound of contentment.
Tracey was getting annoyed at the lack of Harry's proactivity. She undid more buttons on her shirt until her large breasts spilled out from the white material. As had become ever so common, Tracey wasn't wearing a bra. Dean immediately took notice and looked over at Tracey's exposed breasts as Megan sucked his cock.
Megan was putting on a show. She was slobbering all over Dean's cock, making exaggerated sounds and motions to try to appear as enticing as possible. Despite knowing this was just a show for Harry and Tracey, that didn't stop Harry from getting turned on by it.
When Tracey noticed Harry's cock growing in her trousers, she grinned at him. "Need a little help with that, master?" She whispered against his ear.
Harry nodded as he scribbled down notes on what Professor Flitwick was discussing. Tracey slid down beneath the table, bumping into Megan, as she positioned herself in front of Harry. Just as quickly as Megan had done, Tracey took Harry's cock out and surrounded it with her warm and moist mouth.
A soft moan coming from Hermione's lips distracted Harry for a moment as he struggled to keep his breathing even as Tracey took more and more of his cock into her mouth. He looked over to find Hermione biting the back of her hand as she took down notes. Her skin was flushed and she kept glancing down at Draco who was still in between her thighs.
"Pretty sweet, huh," Dean nudged Harry. He winked at him and gestured down at the two girls on their knees in front of them.
It was an incredible sight. Both Tracey and Megan were focused on sucking Harry and Dean's cocks. It was as though they were trying to outdo the other as they both tried to bob their heads faster and faster. Tracey had that glint in her eyes that let Harry know just how turned on she was at the moment.
Suddenly, Dean grabbed Megan's hair in both of his fists. He started forcing her down onto his cock at his own pace as he stared openly at Tracey sucking Harry's cock. Tracey noticed Dean's gaze and winked at him as she suddenly took Harry's cock all the way into her mouth. Dean let out a moan as he mirrored the action, forcing Megan to take his cock too. She gagged on his cock for a second before she got herself back under control.
"Fuck," Dean groaned as Tracey lovingly dragged her lips back up Harry's cock, wiggling her head from side to side as she did so. He tried to make Megan do the same thing but his arms shook too much from the pleasure he was receiving.
Tracey giggled around Harry's cock before she pulled her lips off and kissed the head. As she left lingering kisses, she gently stroked his shaft. Still, her eyes never left Dean. Harry's former dormmate never stopped staring at Tracey lustfully. His eyes flickered between Tracey's and her breasts.
"Mr. Thomas!" Professor Flitwick suddenly called out.
Dean's head snapped forward. "Yes, Professor?" He squeaked out as Megan suckled on the head of his cock.
Professor Flitwick gave Dean a disapproving stare. "I expect that you should be taking excellent notes for Ms. Jones."
Dean looked guiltily down at Megan but she didn't seem to mind one bit as she continued sucking his cock. "Sorry, Professor," Dean replied as he let go of Megan's hair and picked back up his quill.
Harry snorted at Dean. Dean gave Harry an annoyed look before he bucked his hips forward and forced his cock back deep into Megan's mouth. "Shut up," Dean muttered to Harry.
Harry shook his head and continued writing down what Professor Flitwick was saying. Thankfully, Harry had quickly learned how to continue taking notes even while fucking Tracey in class. Tracey was also able to pace herself nicely. She never did anything extreme when there was something important that Harry needed to copy down. It was a good system the pair had worked out.
An unusual tapping sound caught Harry's attention. He looked over to the side to find Hermione biting her hand as her heel tapped wildly on the ground. Her legs were clenched around Draco's head and she was clearly fighting to not lose control in the middle of class. Harry grinned at her but Hermione didn't even notice him.
"Yes, yes, yes," Hermione groaned out quietly as her legs suddenly shook and her orgasm overtook her. Her mouth opened up into a soundless cry and her lolled back as she grabbed the back of Draco's head and forced his mouth to stay latched on to her pussy.
As soon as she regained control of herself, Hermione let go of Draco's head. He popped out from beneath her skirt with an amused smirk on his lips. "Happy?" He murmured quietly.
"Very," Hermione nodded with a smile.
As Draco was getting up from his seat, Harry noticed the obvious erection in his trousers. Hermione noticed it too.
"Draco," she whispered, getting his attention.
Hermione got onto her knees on the long bench and planted her elbows on the table in front of her. She adjusted her parchment and ink so that she could keep writing while her ass was stuck out. Draco gave her a questioning look but Hermione nodded back at him.
With a shrug, Draco unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out. He stroked his thick shaft in his hand a couple of times as he stepped behind Hermione. He flipped her skirt up onto her back and pressed the tip of his cock up against Hermione's soaked pussy. He was easily able to push inside of her, making Hermione gasp audibly. The shy witch put her hand over her mouth to stop any more sounds coming out as a few students from the rows ahead of them chuckled knowingly at the sound they just heard.
Suddenly, Harry's attention shifted as Tracey dropped her two breasts onto his lap. Tracey grinned up at him as she pressed her breasts up against either side of Harry's cock. "You weren't paying enough attention to me," Tracey cooed. "You were a little too focused on that perky brainiac."
Harry chuckled quietly at Tracey. Slowly, Tracey started to move her heavy breasts up and down Harry's cock. Her warm flesh encased him completely, except for when she pushed all the way down. Then, the head of his cock poked out in between her two pillowy mounds. Tracey kept ducking down to lick the head of his cock every time it was exposed.
Megan looked on longingly at Tracey. Unfortunately, her breasts weren't quite large enough to do such an amazing job as Tracey. Despite that, Dean didn't seem to mind one bit. "Hey," he whispered, getting Megan's attention. "You're incredible," he reassured her. "I wouldn't change a thing about you."
Megan beamed up at Dean. "Well, I think that you just earned yourself a reward," she giggled.
Standing up from her position, Megan turned around and sat down on Dean's cock. She sank down on it smoothly, twisting her hips seductively as she did so. Her little pert ass squished nicely against his lap. Dean groaned and gently bit Megan's shoulder as she leaned against him.
Tracey spat on the head of Harry's cock, spreading the lubricant with her breasts. Though his cock was already moist from being inside of her mouth, the extra spit helped Tracey's breasts to slide up and down his shaft with ease. Tracey batted her eyelashes prettily up at Harry as he struggled to continue copying down notes.
Surrounded by Tracey's breasts, Harry's cock warmed up pleasurably. He gently started thrusting his hips as Tracey held her breasts together tightly around his cock. Harry groaned quietly as his cock twitched from the pleasure.
On either side of Harry, he could hear the sounds of flesh slapping together. Hermione was fighting to keep copying down notes as Draco started to fuck her from behind. She kept shifting on the desk, being pushed further forward, and her knees struggled to remain on the bench. Every time Draco's cock filled Hermione up again, she let out a quiet peep.
Dean was relaxed as he stretched his arms out on either side of Megan's body. He kept copying down notes as Megan bounced up and down on his cock. Megan was leaning over towards Harry and Tracey as she fucked Dean, ensuring that Dean was still able to see Professor Flitwick every time she sank back down on his cock.
At this point, Harry was basically fucking Tracey's tits. The brunette was just holding her breasts tightly together as Harry's hips thrust upwards. Her mouth was open so that the head of Harry's cock kept popping inside of it with every thrust.
"Fuck," Harry groaned out. "I need to be inside of you," he told Tracey.
Tracey grinned up at him and released her breasts. Just as she went to pop up from underneath the table, Harry noticed her eyes drift off to the side. Harry's gaze followed hers.
No one would have noticed what Daphne was doing. Harry hadn't even noticed it and he was sat right beside her. She looked perfectly normal, just copying down notes with her attention fully focused on Professor Flitwick. The only clue that something was awry was the slight heaviness to her breathing and hand slipped down the waistband of her skirt.
Daphne was masturbating beside them. Between the noises and smells around Harry, Daphne was almost imperceptible. Even when Harry and Tracey both took notice of what Daphne was doing, the blond woman didn't pay them any mind. She merely slowed her ministrations under her skirt, as though she were waiting for them to get back to what they were doing.
Tracey stood up after a moment and pulled her skirt down her legs. She spun around too and gripped Harry's cock in between her legs. She brought the head of his cock up to her soaking lips and rubbed it all over to help lubricate it. With a happy sigh, Tracey sank down on Harry's cock.
When Tracey started to bounce up and down on Harry's cock, he noticed Daphne's hand start to move again beneath her skirt. It was subtle, and almost timid, but it was incredibly erotic. Harry could see now that he and Tracey were just in Daphne's periphery as she leaned back slightly while she continued copying down notes.
Tracey let out a loan groan as she wiggled her ass in Harry's lap. His cock shifted around wonderfully inside of Tracey's pussy as she stretched. Beside them, Megan was still bouncing happily away on Dean's cock. Both of them had watched when Tracey had gotten up and sat down on Harry's cock.
"Nice," Dean hissed quietly as Tracey leaned forward and slowly slid up Harry's cock. Inch by inch, Tracey's pussy slid up his shaft to reveal more and more of his slick cock to the air. When just the head of his cock was inside of her, and Tracey's lips clung tightly to the head, Tracey let herself slowly sink back down on Harry's cock.
"Hang on a second," Harry muttered to Tracey. Professor Flitwick was demonstrating the proper form for a spell and he knew that he had to pay attention. Tracey took his cock completely inside of herself and sat down on Harry's lap.
As Harry made notes, Tracey twitched impatiently. She brought one hand up to play with her tits while the other slid down to where her and Harry's bodies met. Tracey gently cupped Harry's balls, rolling the two orbs in her fingers, before letting her fingertips drag up the little bit of his shaft that was still exposed. She traced her lips which were locked tightly around Harry's cock before her fingers finally reached her clit.
Tracey played with her clit as Harry swiftly jotted down Professor Flitwick's exact motions. Tracey grabbed Harry's free hand and brought it over to her other breast and returned to playing with the other one. Harry absentmindedly fondled Tracey's breast as he finished taking the important notes.
"Alright," Harry finally said after a few seconds.
"Yes," Tracey whispered happily as she lifted her hips before dropping them back down on Harry. Her pussy clenched up around his cock as she rode him.
Harry couldn't help but admire Megan as she rode Dean's cock. The witch had a smaller, slim body that let her bounce wildly on Dean's cock with impressive speed. He could see her thighs flex as she pushed up on Dean's thighs before sinking back down on his cock.
Megan threw her hair over her shoulder, partially obscuring one of her breasts, as she let out a wanton moan at being filled up by Dean. As she dipped her head forward while she continued to ride his cock, she noticed Harry watching her. Megan's face flushed lightly but she just grinned at Harry. She wiggled around on Dean's lap, turning her body slightly so that Harry could get a better look at her ass and pussy as she slid up Dean's cock.
Harry was transfixed by the sight of Megan's pussy swallowing up Dean's cock. He had never been up close like this before watching someone else fuck. Of course, he'd encountered it before at Hogwarts, but he'd never watched anyone openly like this before for such a long period of time. Megan looked like she loved showing off to Harry. She reached back with both of her hands and spread her ass cheeks wide.
"You're such a filthy slut," Dean groaned when he caught on to Megan teasing Harry.
"I know, master," Megan moaned as she continued to stare at Harry. Her eyes were locked onto his, making sure that he was watching her fuck Dean.
Tracey loved seeing Megan tease Harry like this. It was an incredible sight for her too, but she knew that Harry was the intended target of Megan's actions. She played her part, continuing to bounce on Harry's cock and rub at her clit. It turned her on so much to see this. She knew that Megan wanted to fuck Harry right now, but she couldn't. Harry was hers right now, and the thought of that made Tracey's pussy tighten up around Harry's thick cock.
"Oh fuck," Dean muttered as he grabbed Megan's waist. He forced her up and down on his cock. Megan bounced rowdily, loving every second of it.
Tracey arched her back as she rode Harry. Dean was struggling between focusing on Megan and eyeing Tracey up. Tracey was making it difficult for him. With her ass popped out and her tits hanging out of her school shirt, she was a sight to behold.
Suddenly, Dean let out an audible grunt as he thrust his hips up against Megan's ass. He came inside of her pussy, pumping as much as he could inside of her. Megan didn't stop riding Dean as he came. Her ass rebounded off of his waist as her pussy milked Dean for everything he had.
Dean slumped down in his seat, relieved and satisfied. Hazily, he picked his quill back up and went back to taking notes. Megan sat there on his lap with his cock still buried inside of her. She turned slightly so that she could watch Tracey fuck Harry.
Megan started to play with her clit as she watched Harry and Tracey. When she turned to face them, some of Dean's cum started to drip down his shaft. It ran down his cock and escaped from Megan's pussy. Megan reached down and scooped the cum up with a couple of fingers before popping it into her mouth.
Harry groaned at the sight of Megan sucking her fingers clean. She grinned and him and gave him a cheeky wink before she went back to rubbing her clit.
A sudden loud moan drew Harry's attention. Hermione had her face down on the table. Her shirt had been torn open and her breasts strained at the material of her bra against the table. Draco was still pumping into her pussy quickly. Both of his hands were holding onto Hermione's plump ass as he fucked her.
Despite her position, Hermione was still managing to copy down everything Professor Flitwick was saying. Her hand scribbled notes furiously. Her writing was incredibly neat considering the pounding Draco was giving her tight pussy.
Hermione noticed Harry looking over at her and she gave him a lazy grin. Draco gave her a particularly hard thrust, making Hermione slide a little forward on the table. Her head popped off the edge and her knees came off of the bench. Hermione quickly forced herself back to her feet and laid her torso down over the table so that Draco could keep fucking her.
Seeing Hermione in that position made Harry's cock twitch. He glanced back at Tracey who was still riding his cock happily. He wanted to fuck her like Draco was fucking Hermione.
Without warning, Harry slammed his hips up against Tracey's ass and pushed her forward. The brunette let out a squeak of surprise as she fell forward onto the table. Harry fell with her, driving his cock deep into her pussy. Tracey threw her arms forward to catch herself on the table but Harry pushed her down anyway. Her ample breasts squished down on the table as Harry pushed on her back.
Harry slammed his hips forward, trying to be careful not to make their bodies slap together too noisily. The professors would tolerate sex noises to a certain degree as long as they didn't overly interfere with the lesson. This was why Harry covered Tracey's mouth with his hand as he slammed his cock inside of her pussy again.
Tracey cried out in pleasure against Harry's hand as he dominated her pussy. She had to hold on to the edge of the desk to keep from Harry fucking her right over the edge and onto the students in the row in front of them.
Subtly, Daphne leaned back a bit further. Harry peeked back at Daphne quickly and caught her staring at his cock as it slammed into Tracey's pussy. Daphne was getting a perfect show of Harry roughly taking her best friend. Her hand was moving furiously under her skirt.
As much as Harry would have liked to watch Daphne, he couldn't help but focus on Tracey. Her muffled moaning against his hand only spurred him on to fuck her harder and harder. At that moment, he was incredibly thankful for the sticky charm beneath the tables which kept them in place.
Tracey's pussy was pulsing around his cock erratically. "More, more," she moaned as Harry's cock filled her up.
Harry grunted as he kept driving his hips forward. Tracey's feet had come up off the floor now as Harry relentlessly took her pussy. "Fuck!" Tracey exclaimed as she convulsed beneath him. Her pussy clenched up around his cock and she cried out against his hand as she came hard.
Harry's cock kept pounding into Tracey. He was so close to cumming too. No matter how tightly Tracey's pussy tightened up, it couldn't stop Harry's cock from moving inside of her. He was bucking his hips wildly against Tracey's ass when he heard Hermione cry out again.
His best friend let out a moan unlike anything he had ever heard before. It sounded like pure lust and relief as her body shook beneath Draco's. Draco was panting and sweating as he pushed his cock as deep inside of Hermione as her pussy would allow.
The sight of Hermione cumming sent Harry over the edge. He felt his balls tighten up and his hips started moving automatically. Harry pumped spurt after spurt of cum into Tracey as she bit down on his hand to hold back from crying out in pleasure any louder than she already was.
It felt heavenly cumming inside of Tracey. Her pussy milked the cum out of his shaft and an immense wave of satisfaction filled Harry.
Harry pulled Tracey back on top of him as he sat back down on the bench. The brunette didn't protest her actions and she sat down contently on his lap. Harry's cock was still inside of Tracey. He wrapped an arm around her waist and kissed her neck as he picked back up his quill.
"That was bloody incredible," Dean breathed out from beside him.
Harry looked over to find Dean and Megan staring wide-eyed at him and Tracey. "You really gave it to her," Megan told Harry excitedly. She was eyeing him up with interest as she wiggled around on Dean's lap. Dean was obviously still hard inside of her but he made no moves to go back to fuck her.
"Damn right he did," Tracey replied as she fought to catch her breath. Her hands ran up to her breasts, gently feeling them before she reached for the buttons on her shirt.
"Leave them out," Dean interjected quickly. "Err, please," he added when Harry and Tracey looked at him.
Tracey looked over to Harry with a smile and a questioning look. "I like them when they're out like this too," Harry told her.
Tracey chuckled. "Of course you do." She let go of the buttons and adjusted her breasts so that they looked even better popping out of her shirt.
Hermione let out a content sigh as she sat down on Draco's lap. Her skirt was flipped back down, and her shirt was buttoned back up, but Harry was sure that Draco's cock was inside of her too.
Despite the fact that no one had been fucking her, Daphne looked just as relaxed and pleased as everyone else. Harry could see the remnants of some saliva on her fingers from when she must have licked them clean. Daphne finally acknowledged Harry and gave him a small smile before returning her attention to Professor Flitwick.
"We're going to need to do this again, aren't we?" Harry murmured in Tracey's ear.
A shiver ran through her body. "Definitely."
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