...pushed backwards and ground herself into his pelvis. She took in his perversely smirking face with a red hue across her cheeks and a flirty smile forming on her face as they dry humped each other for several moments.
"So, Ginny was it? Let's cut to the chase and skip the whole tour thing and go to an empty room where I can bend you over and fuck you stupid. Sound good?" He finished by licking the palm of his right hand and then bringing it down on her big soft arse, causing it to ripple even more as she practically screamed in pain and pleasure from the stinging sensation.
Her breath speeding up noticeably she bit her lip and she sped up, thrusting her arse backwards into his own thrusting hips, which were practically pounding her against the banister, for almost a full minute before she managed to regain her voice, "S-stop for a s-second." Harry reluctantly did so, only to grin harder as she spun around and suction cupped herself to his waist, he legs locking around his waist in a death-grip, same with her arms around his neck.
"Deep crimson door. Shiny black handle. To your left. Two halls down." She spoke haltingly, her breath coming out in deep pants as she ground her pussy into the bulge in his slacks.
She shuddered, releasing a throaty moan when he grabbed her arse with both hands and started walking, kneading and pulling apart her cheeks and then clapping them back together.
It was quite possibly the longest ...