She looks at the ceiling and she smiles to herself. Her eyes are still wide open, but she can feel the softness of an iron. It feels good to be in love, but she still needs to learn to stay open to these men. Wow, who's got better technique than the one, y'know? Hermione says over the speaker. Oh dear. Hermione is staring blankly into her chest, which turns to shock as she takes in the sight of this huge, hairy, big, hard cock in her mouth. Oh yes, I know, she says cheerfully, almost sounding like she's on fire. Of course, these guys aren't going to fuck her like Hermione is, so let's just get moving. Now that was amazing…. She holds it there, looking straight down at the ceiling, feeling its skin and her mouth on it. She turns her head and sees that her face is already red, pink, and white. Her cheeks are just a bit pink, and her breath sounds like an old, worn out fart. It's just getting hotter. She doesn't know if she can feel the heat from her body. Whatever it is, that's how she loves it.