With that sudden realization, Annie felt a rush of heat deep within her loins. Her body now moved solely by instinct, as she bent over to grasp the hem of her dress, and with a single quick jerk as the high school student straightened up, she pulled this item of clothing over her head, leaving that young woman clad only in her flats, panties, and bra. As she tossed her dress away, Annie now sauntered towards the man standing there. Stopping right next to Sirius still looking blissfully ahead into the distance, Annie grabbed the wizard's left hand, as she then snuggled her nearly-nude body up against his left side, while at the same time placing the man's strong hand that she was holding directly onto her right buttock cheek.
As a surprised Sirius snapped his head around at that unexpected action, Annie smirked up at the man staring down in astonishment at her, simultaneously squeezing hard his hand which she was still gripping and causing that male's fingers to clutch at a handful of warm, firm feminine flesh barely covered by cool silk lingerie. Giving the man gaping at her a bawdy wink, Annie took away her hand, and she happily giggled when Sirius not only kept holding onto her butt, but he also started to gently knead that part of her body, a wide grin slowly growing upon his face.
Down on her knees in front of Sirius, Lynda was able to watch all this groping at very close range, and with her mouth full, she could only manage an admiring grunt, along with a thumbs-up gesture of approval with her right hand. Suddenly remembering someone else, the blonde girl with the bobbing head rolled her eyes over to the left, where Laurie was still standing there, gawking at everybody else acting like they'd just lost their minds.
Her face totally beet-red, Laurie still couldn't look away. This couldn't be happening, not to her, in her home. These kinds of things didn't happen to nice girls like her, who planned on saving themselves for marriage- At this last mental objection, Laurie's thoughts screeched to an abrupt halt, as she reconsidered. If it wasn't for that man there clearly having an absolutely wonderful time with her best friends, both of who were now behaving like they were auditioning for 'Slut of the Year', she and Annie and Lynda (isn't that bitch ever going to breathe?) would have been dead, dead, and dead, all three of them, several minutes ago. Yeah, so she'd have died a virgin. Who exactly was that going to impress? Laurie sourly contemplating that specific outcome for a few moments, until she finally made her decision regarding this: *Fuck it.*
*No. Fuck him.* That sudden addendum to her conclusion made Laurie thoughtfully narrow her eyes and look closely at the man with his left hand busily working away inside someone's panties while smiling down at a now-moaning Annie, as he used his other stick-holding hand to gently press Lynda's head in a direction a little more lower and forward, to the accompaniment of pleased gurgles from that kneeling girl.
Glaring at her competitors, as she now knew them to be, Laurie glanced down at her own nubile body, and her frown then speedily shifted into a very naughty grin. Maybe those two whores-in-training over there might be a little more advanced than her in sexual experience, but she possessed something else that neither of her so-called friends damn well had. A smirking Laurie then lifted her fingers to the collar of her blouse.
A couple of seconds later, Sirius was completely taken by surprise as two hands unexpectedly grabbed the sides of his head, and pulled that part of his body away to the right. As he also twisted his neck to look at who'd just done that, Sirius' head and upper body continued to be guided into leaning over and down to the right, as that man now gazed into where his face was descending, right into the cleavage of a pair of magnificent, world-class breasts. A topless Laurie standing at her rescuer's right side gasped in sudden shock at the feel of masculine features pressed up against her chest, until her eyes widened further and a happy chortle escaped from that tall girl's lips, as she then felt enthusiastic kisses being applied to her soft skin.
At that precise moment, the only way Sirius Black could properly express his current euphoric glee was to channel his inner Grim, with this Animagus personality of a massive, black-furred canine deep within his mind now sitting on his haunches, long tail frenziedly wagging, and his muzzle open in a wide, dirty, doggy grin, as he bayed upwards:
*WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!*