mercilessly. "Monique…tell me…who’s the man." Ron says, feeling
cocky about having Monique in this position. "WHO THE MAN, MONIQUE??"
"YOU ARE, RON!!!" She screams out. "YOU’RE THE MAN!!! YOU’RE
She’s not able to get the rest out, as she feels a tingling sensation all
over her body. Ron feels it to, and pulls out not a moment too soon, as he
shoots his cum all over Monique’s ass. Monique doesn’t even notice, as she’s
busy basking in the glow of her first orgasm. Ron falls back on his Sleeping
Bag, looking exhausted.
"Can’t move…so tired…must sleep." Ron says, out of breath.
He closes his eyes, only to open them a moment later when he feels Monique’s
lips on his, and her tongue entering his mouth. She Frenches him for almost a
minute before breaking the kiss.
"Good night, Ron Man." She says with a seductive grin, as they both
drift off to sleep.
The Next Morning…
Ron is sleeping peacefully in his Sleeping Bag before he’s awakened by the
sound of dogs barking. Monique sits up also, wide-awake from the noise. Ron
shushes Monique, as he can hear Prof. Dementor’s voice off in the distance.
"Search around here. Their bodies have to be here somewhere." They
hear him command.
Ron slowly puts his pants back on, then his shoes. He remains in the tent,
waiting for the right moment. He can...