Hermione took the fabric of her skirt, readjusting it so that it would not get in the way. Luckily, the skirt had strategically placed slits at her hips on each side that allowed Draco easy access to her, which was part of why it was his favorite dress of hers. He helped her, guiding her down onto his cock, gasping quietly as she impaled herself. She reached down behind herself, caressed his sack in slow strokes. Inch by inch he stretched her and she shivered with pleasure.