It felt warm and smelt so good! The pushed with both her sweaty hands and achieved eight and a half inches, but there were still 3 and half inches to go. Nervously, Hermione walked across the corridor, paused, spun around and walked back again. But she doesn’t care; she continues to frig herself on the floor, until her hips start bucking again. She felt so sexy in her lingerie, but decided that it was time to take it off. Accidentally, she loses balance as she falls down on the floor. Fuck oh yeah! She broke the kiss and smiled at the statue, “Can I ride you, sir?” She giggled before she held the centaur’s shoulders and pulled herself up. She put it in her mouth and coated it with her saliva. Her mind was swimming – she hadn’t experienced such superior pleasure in a very long time.
