She liked the way he spoke to her. Like she was an ignorant little bimbo that needed slow words and short sentences. Because really, she was. She giggled, and Hope crawled as she felt his eyes on her body, as the brunette felt the eyes of so many others that were in the lobby watching her. She couldnât wait to play with not only him, but anyone else heâd let her play with!Â
Crawling into the elevator, Hope squealed as he pulled her against him, her face buried at his crotch height. She smiled when she heard that. âYes, Sir, of course!â she said with a giggle, reaching up to free his length. If she had a long time to do it in the elevator or if they were only going a couple floors, Hope didnât seem to care. Sheâd happily pleasure him, no matter who else came into the elevator on the way up to⌠well, wherever they were going!Â
Hope stroked the base of his cock at first, as she lay kisses and suckled at the tip. She wrapped her puffy lips around the head, and then just fired it down, letting it penetrate her throat as she took the length all the way by bobbing her head forward. Of course, sheâd been a decent cocksucker before, skilled in some ways and not in others, but now? After the magic cast? She was an excellent cocksucker. She buried her face against his crotch, taking his length down her throat, and bobbed her head back and forth, back and forth, slobbering all over his cock.Â
âFuck, this slut doesnât have a gag reflex,â Ron exhaled, threading his fingers through her hair and talking about her like he would an object rather than human. But when a bunch of holes acted like nothing but a bunch of holes, wasnât his attitude only appropriate? He was still surprised Hope had been able to take him without any warm up and on the first try. The red head knew he wasnât the biggest but he was still big. Harry and Hermione had struggled to take him the first few times (they still do occasionally) and the few people he had fucked outside of them had always been surprised (a few said it wouldnât fit, he proved to them that it would fit). He wrapped his hair around his knuckles and pulled the bimboâs mouth off his cock, staring down at her with a grin. âWho trained you to take cock like that? I should send them a gift card.â
Ron took her in the sight of her like this, naked and between his legs with his precum and slobber all over her. For him he was still dressed, looking thoroughly normal if it wasnât for his erect cock pointing at her like a magnet, red and angry with how hard it was. He took his cock with his other hand and slapped it against her face a few times for fun, âUse her tits next.â
It would be a fucking waste to not use them in his opinion. Not when they were clearly so fucking perfect for a tit job. Their floor would be arriving soon, and Ron was wondering if he should cum on her before that happened or wait to unload his first load in her cunt. Decisions. Decisions.