She had shaved herself. feminine.” Lavender nodded sagely and took out a scrapbook. Then she slowed down again, her hands trailing over the rest of her body. “Close your eyes dear.” Hermione felt the cold cream being applied to her face; this too was part of her monthly ritual of self-indulgence. She brought her legs together and trapped his cock in the joint of her thighs so that he was pushed against the smooth wetness of her naked pussy. He had just recently learned about her desire to taste another woman; Hermione in particular. “Besides, afterward I can go home early, something I rarely get to do most days.” Hermione nodded, that was a sentiment she could identify with. He decided to tell her the one thing that would, he expected, absolutely set her off.
