Draco stared with hooded eyes straight ahead, his mistress’s naked breasts bouncing beautifully along her chests as her hand pumped him into madness. He could look his fill, but never touch without her permission and he found himself whimpering for it. His hands ached to feel her soft curves and soft flesh in his hands while she made him feel this good. She was his greatest weakness and his best seduction all in one. For now, he had to make do with mapping every curve and committing to memory every inch of her skin as he took her in with his lustful gaze.