#116142 - The wind feels like icy daggers, ripping into our soaked clothes and skin, despite the fact that Hermione and I are literally wrapped around each other. Ginny's other hand is still stimulating the opposite mound, alternating between squeezing it, lightly tracing patterns on it and rolling my now rock hard nipple between her thumb and index finger. His face falls as he sees our expressions.
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