Lavender panted and bucked between Fleur’s hips and the desk. The sounds that they were making together were intoxicating. She could feel a tightness deep inside her that threatened to unravel in an explosive orgasm.
“I love it when you do that,” she moaned loudly. She shivered and squirmed, almost came right then. Lavender had no idea why Fleur did that or how she came to learn it was so good. Did Fleur ever do it to anyone else? That thought made her really jealous, though she didn’t know why.
“I-I am…” Lavender panted. “It’s you…you are the only one who ever made me that wet…ever…” Crying out, her head held back, Lavender came hard around the phallus. She came with such force she felt like her body first sucked it in deeper before nearly expelling it as her muscles contracted and spasmed.
Slumping down on the desk, Lavender panted and gulped in air as she tried to recover.