Help - Why Stop At One Girl?

Harry smiled down at her. "Well, we always planned to shag anyway, right?"

She blushed and nodded.

"Well then, I have no need to ask for that," He leaned in and kissed her swollen clit, swirling his tongue around it gently while gaining a thoughtful look across his face. "How about... You help me find some other girls to play with?"

Hermione gazed down at him as he stood up and lined up his thick, bare cock, **** to be fucked but not wanting to be pregnant just yet. She summoned a condom from her bag and slid it onto his cock without a word.

Harry gave a wry grin. "Maybe some girls that aren't as responsible, though I do have to wonder what exactly Miss Hermione Granger is doing with a condom in her bag?"

The girl in question blushed a bright red. "McGonagall makes all of us girls carry them, just in case..."

Hermione's supply of condom's spent and Harry's hard on relieved, the two discussed which of the Hogwarts girls they could play with. Hermione even went as far as to look at the various spells and decide how best to give herself a functioning set of male genitalia if she decided on wanting it, to match her warm, soaked pussy.