Malfoy grinned as he felt a surge of pride. He saw his size and the power of his orgasms as male potency and even before Hermione's admission thought that he was far more potent than most; another gift of his pure blood. "Doesn't sound like you are complaining." He considered that might be the reason that Hermione was so anxious for more.
"I think I like this idea," Draco replied in a husky tone. Seeing Hermione touch herself, he began to like it even more.
"One finger?" he hissed. "I think you need more than that to be ready for me." Draco eyed her wet slit like a wolf stalking its prey. In his hand, his cock began to stir…