Mountain Château

“...nngh...” Damn that felt so good. There was a wet tingly sensation surrounding my right nipple. The sensation was so real. I knew this was just a dream, because in reality I’d never felt this before. I was even known as the untainted Gryffindor Princess in my school days. Never to experience this wonderful sensation of a tongue now swirling around my other erect nipple. I just always wish I could see the face of the man doing this wonderful thing to me. Slowly trailing his beautiful lips down my torso, butterfly kisses to my navel. I can feel a bulge against my thigh. It feels so big; I truly wonder what it would be like to have such an engorged member pulsating inside of me. “Ahahahhhh....” A deep chuckle sounds as he swirls his wonderful tongue, reaching inside my navel sending tingles to my nether regions. That wonderful tongue, oh how I love it; trailing toward my left hipbone. He always finds the right spot and just nips ever so gently. The feeling of his tongue slithering... slithering, how Slytherin. I can hear myself purr as he dips below my lacy knickers. He growls back as the sounds of my purring make him harder. He’s so close to the pulsing nub of pleasure. I feel his fingers pulling my knickers down ever so slowly. I hear him groan as my neatly shaven pussy comes into view. Off come the knickers with much more force then before. Just before he dives in...
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP.... “ERGGGGGG DAMN ALARM.”