Climax

And just when she thought she couldn't handle any more, Fleur leaned back and slammed her pussy down onto Hermione's face, the suddenness of the action taking her by surprise.

Hermione's eyes widened as she felt the warm, wet folds of Fleur's sex against her mouth and nose. She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the musky scent of arousal, and tentatively began to lick.

Fleur groaned, her hands tangling in Hermione's hair as she guided her head, showing her how she liked it. The feeling of power was intoxicating, and Hermione eagerly licked and sucked, eager to bring Fleur the same pleasure she had just experienced.

Their bodies moved in sync, their moans echoing off the walls of the shower. It was an intimate, primal dance, each woman giving and receiving in perfect balance

Fleur's thighs tightened around her head as she approached her peak, her body shaking with the intensity of her orgasm. Hermione could feel the tremors in her own body, a second climax building within her. She lapped at the sweetness of Fleur, her own desire reaching a fever pitch.

As Fleur's cries grew louder, Hermione felt the pressure inside her release, her body convulsing in ecstasy. The taste of Fleur's pleasure filled her mouth, and she swallowed it greedily, savoring the moment.

Fleur collapsed onto her, their bodies sticky with the gel and their combined arousal. For a moment, they just lay there, breathing heavily, their hearts pounding in unison. Then Fleur rolled off, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

"I see you enjoyed your special massage Hermione." Harry stood behind the naked and smiling

Both women jumped and turned to see Harry standing at the door. Hermione's face flushed red and she was about to say something but she was lost for words.

"Harry!" Fleur exclaimed with a smile. "You're just in time for the grand finale." She winked at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I see I am." Harry's grin grew wider as he took in the sight of the two women, their bodies intertwined on the massage table, glistening with the remnants of the nuru gel. "Looks like I've got some catching up to do."

Fleur sat up, her own cheeks flushing slightly. "I hope you don't mind me starting without you, Harry," she said playfully, her voice thick with desire.

"Not at all, Fleur," Harry replied, his eyes dark with lust. "It seems you've been taking very good care of my girl."

"It's my job boss." Fleur smiled.

"Well, it seems like you're both doing quite well without me." Harry stepped closer to the massage table, his cock already at half mast at the sight before him. "But I can't let you two have all the fun."

Hermione's eyes widened even more, and she looked at Harry with a mix of shock and excitement. This wasn't what she had expected, but the idea of being with both of them at the same time sent a thrill through her

"You don't mind?" she asked, her voice small and unsure.

'Love I sent you here to be pampered." Harry kissed her. "And you deserved all the pleasures Fleur is an expert at giving."

"And now," Fleur said with a seductive smile, "it's time for the next part of your treatment." She reached for the massage oil, her eyes flicking to Harry's growing erection.

Harry's gaze roamed over the two of them, his eyes dark with desire. He stepped closer to the massage table, his cock fully hard now. "Why don't you show me what you've learned?"

Fleur's smile grew sly as she nodded, her eyes never leaving Harry's. She turned to Hermione, her hands sliding down the other woman's body. "You're going to love this, Hermione," she murmured, her voice full of promise.

Hermione's breath hitched as she watched Fleur's hand wrap around Harry's cock, her thumb smearing the pre-cum at the tip. The sight of them together was more erotic than anything she had ever seen in her life.

"I think she's ready for the grand finale," Fleur said, her eyes locked onto Harry's.