Harry slipped silently out of bed and walked to Hermione’s doorway, worried about what was bothering her, and still wondering where Ron might have gone. Hermione was lying face down on the bed, wearing nothing more than lacy black knickers and a thin t-shirt, probably one of his or Harry’s actually. Xnxx porn They talked very little, which was the only real clue that this comfortable scene was not what it appeared. “Don’t be a prat, Harry,” Ron said, with a determined look on his face. Hermione kissed them both, and no one said a word as the three of them fell into blissful sleep, a mass of tangled bodies on Hermione’s bed. . She was so tight, he knew he must be hurting her, but the lubrication charm was working its magic and when she softly whispered “More,” Harry withdrew his finger and tenderly replaced it with his cock. He supposed that was why it didn’t bother him when Ron moved more closely to him from behind, placing a leg on each side of Harry, so that he could better reach Hermione, and Harry could feel Ron’s erection pressing against his back. She’d kissed him before, on the cheek or the forehead, but never on the mouth.
