"Yes, this is typical for them," Hermione said, amused at how Lavender kept looking around in amazement at their surroundings. "Though I'm surprised they managed to find a resort with one shared pool area and three connected villas, all with their own private sections. Even in the muggle world, a place like this is hard to find, and even harder to reserve on such short notice. The last part isn't as surprising for them, though. If Harry wants to make something happen, it seems like he'll always find a way."
"Four villas in a few days," Lavender mumbled, continuing to look around. Hermione smiled and nodded.
"Yes, my parents are excited to get away as well," Hermione said. "Though their villa is separated, and they won't be involved in any of the debauchery." And thank God for that! Some of the other girls had no problem fooling around with their family, but Hermione was not interested in joining them!
"But they do know about it, right?" Lavender asked, grinning cheekily at her. Hermione shrugged as she felt her face warm a bit.
"They know enough," she said. "Mum sort of figured out...well, she figured out almost all of it, broadly speaking. She didn't bat an eye though. She said that while it was never something she or dad would ever have imagined me doing, it was obvious that it was our choice and that we were enjoying it, and that was all she needed to know."
"That's a rather liberal response, even for muggles," Lavender said, laughing. Hermione nodded slowly.
"I always did suspect there was something more going on with them than I knew about," she admitted. "But I never wanted to spend any time trying to solve that puzzle back then. I still don't know." There were just some things she never wanted to know about her parents.
"That's pretty funny, considering everything," Lavender said. "But I won't bring it up if it's not something that you want to talk about. There's plenty else to discuss anyway."
"And what else did you want to discuss, exactly?" Hermione asked, though she felt like she knew exactly what was on Lavender's mind. It wasn't like she hadn't already brought it up three bloody times since they'd been here!
"Well, like how you're fulfilling your fantasy of playing the slutty, submissive little assistant to an older wizard with Daphne and Astoria's father," Lavender said, smirking. Pansy came walking up at that point, giggling at what Hermione was sure was an exasperated look on her face.
"Yes, there that is again," Hermione said, rolling her eyes as her former Hogwarts roommate giggled yet again. Pansy came up to her, and Hermione let her girlfriend put her arm around her waist. "Bringing it up three times in the last ten minutes was plenty, thank you. No matter how unashamed I am about enjoying that, surely there are plenty of other things that we could talk about." Pansy pulled Hermione into a kiss before she could complain anymore, and Hermione was happy for the pleasant distraction.
"Of course there are plenty of other things we could talk about," Pansy agreed. "But we can still discuss it some more if you'd like, Lavender. It's always loads of fun, to do as well as to talk about." Hermione groaned, though it was halfhearted at best. She couldn't really be upset when Pansy was around. Her girlfriend always brightened Hermione's mood, no matter how much she might tease her.
"To be honest, it's the dynamic you share with one of the other older men in the group that interests me more," Lavender said. "You've turned Gabi's dad into quite the obedient wizard, haven't you?"
"Yes, well, balance is important in life," Hermione said with a smirk, making Pansy snicker.
"I can tell I'm going to enjoy my time here," Lavender said, giggling. "There's just so much entertainment to watch in one place!"
"More importantly, there's so much for you to enjoy yourself," Hermione said, peering at the blonde. "And yet, your first plan is lying outside and sunbathing, rather than having any of that fun."
"I'm fucking sore," Lavender said, looking up at her. "That's a feeling you're quite familiar with, I hear."
"Unfortunately, yes," Hermione said. She shrugged. "Harry's cock is indeed quite a bit to take." Pansy laughed at that blatant understatement. "Still, at least you can still walk around. For me, anything more than a short shag from him leaves me one step above bedridden for the next whole day."
"She's not even exaggerating," Pansy said, nodding. Lavender laughed.
"What a shame for you," Hermione's fellow former Gryffindor said. She didn't sound like she pitied Hermione at all.
"Well, as you've been reminding me, I have enough time to get to enjoy all of my fantasies," Hermione said, unwilling to let Lavender have the last laugh. "And when I do want my best friend's dick inside of me, I jump right to the head of the line." After a second to reconsider what she'd said, she amended that. "Well, I jump ahead of everyone other than his girlfriends, at least."
"Sure," Pansy said, "but I'm there with you almost every time. And don't pretend you aren't happy to share, with me and with others too."
"Okay, that's true," Hermione said. "And before you say anything, yes, Harry can handle more than just the two of us with ease."
"That's so obvious that it didn't even need to be said, love," Pansy said, laughing. "I'm sure Lavender is already well aware of it too. We're trying to focus on things that she might not already be up to speed on."
"What else do I not know?" Lavender asked curiously.
"It would take far less time to list what you do know, so we should start there if we're going to have this conversation," Hermione said.
"Okay, let me ask this," Lavender threw out. "Is Apolline actually always topless?" Pansy started laughing hard right away, and Hermione had to join in after a few seconds, both because of her girlfriend's amusement and the eager look on Lavender's face. It reminded her of how they had come to take some things for granted that were really quite absurd when you took the time to think about them. The gorgeous veela who could be equaled only by her two daughters happily strutting around naked around them all the time in private, and letting her inherently sexual veela side revel in all of it, was certainly one of those absurd things that had become commonplace in Hermione's life.
"Yes, I think even Harry was surprised about how shameless she was, right from the very first time she was so openly enjoying it," Hermione nodded. Lavender giggled and leaned forward, and Hermione was struck by the realization that she was now eagerly participating in the gossip she'd always steadfastly ignored back in her Hogwarts days.
--
Apolline gave her husband a smug smirk while Harry played with her breasts from behind, and she wriggled in his lap. Sebastian had certainly irritated her, but it had only been mild. Really, it was just a chance that she'd seized to irritate him in return, though she knew her husband well enough to know that he was going to enjoy the irritation and humiliation too. And after this week, she was sure he was going to make a different decision in any similar situation in the future. She was going to make sure that he learned his lesson.
She'd just gotten through giving Harry a very broad overview of the situation. He hadn't cared about hearing about the specifics, but only the result of it as it pertained to him. When she'd gotten through explaining, he'd laughed and let his hands continue to roam all over her naked body. Well, naked aside from her high heels at least. She knew how much he liked it when she left those on. Everyone here on this vacation was surely aware of that.
"Personally, I'd recommend you choose differently if something like this comes up in the future, Sebastian," Harry said. She could hear how deliberately smug he was being, doing his best to add to the humiliation of the moment. He sucked on her neck, and she writhed and moaned more than such a casual act called for. She wasn't behaving that way to get under Sebastian's skin, though. There was no need to exaggerate her reaction, because this was just how much Harry turned her on.
"That is, I'd suggest you choose differently if you want the fun you two have together when you're allowed to remain her favorite thing," Harry said. "I'm not delusional. I know that the things the two of you do together one on one will always be what your wife treasures most, no matter how hard I try. You'll always be her favorite, no matter how much better I can fuck her." Apolline laughed, enjoying the way that Harry had simultaneously built Sebastian up and acknowledged the truth of her love for him, but also threw his own undeniably greater sexual prowess in his face. But she didn't even get a chance to join in, because Harry wasn't done.
"Still, things can change, Sebastian," Harry said. "I'm sure you've seen what I have. I was serious when I said that you had every chance to avoid this, and since you didn't, I was going to participate properly." His hands fondled Apolline's breasts and tweaked her nipples more aggressively, and she moaned. "That means that even if you do your part and end up giving your wife what she wants in that sense, I'll still be doing my part and trying to fuck her so well that her preferences change after all. Should that happen, I'll gladly take over every single one of your husbandly duties in the bedroom."
"Just do what you're supposed to do, Seb," Apolline said. She wriggled around in Harry's lap, excited both by Harry's fingers and what he was saying. He was playing his part perfectly. "Do whatever it takes. But we've already discussed that."
"I do recommend that you believe me when I say that I will take over for you if it comes to that," Harry said. "I've been careful and reserved with that, but that was all so I would know that if we ever wound up in that situation, it would be because you'd effectively made the decision for us."
He flipped her over, and Harry had his cock out and rubbing against her before she knew it. Her legs were spread high and wide, but her eyes went even wider as she realized he intended to take her in this position that would blatantly display his ability to fuck her and do things to her that no one else could. He was going to stretch her out and hit places deep inside of her that only his cock could, and Seb was going to watch it all happen. What he was really doing was making his point and showing how serious he was about it, and she loved it.
"Once I do that, I'll make the decisions on who might be allowed to help us as needed," Harry said. "And let me be frank: it won't be you, Sebastian. That's sort of the point of this whole thing, isn't it? I'm sure it won't be an issue, because you're not going to be stupid enough to let this really happen. But still, let me show you how serious I am."
He slowly thrust into her, making her moan as his cock sank into her cunt. The sounds that came out of her mouth were almost humiliating for her to hear, even in this situation. That meant that they had to be far, far more humiliating for her husband to hear, especially after those words. But those sounds were also going to help him remember never to make this mistake again. And as humiliating as they were, they were also going to turn him on, too. That was key to any of this being fun for her. Taunting him was enjoyable, but only because she knew that he got off on all of it. Watching Harry fuck her, and listening to the shameless sounds that she made as it happened, undoubtedly were making her husband squirm in arousal as much as in humiliation.
Harry let out a slight grunt as he roughly slammed into her at the end, and Apolline squealed and grabbed the bedding desperately as her body shot up. Merlin, that cock felt like nothing else in the world!
"If you do want me to take care of your wife full-time for you going forward after all, you can always speak up," Harry said. "I have more free time now, what with Astoria's worthless ex-husband taken care of, so I'll happily use some of that time to take care of every last one of Apolline's needs if you'd rather not. It doesn't sound like your wife would mind that very much, to be honest. Just say the word, and I'll make sure it isn't long before she forgets all about what she's missing."
--
One of Harry's hands was in Apolline's hair, and his arm was under her hip. He was definitely taking her more aggressively than he had been in the past. It still wasn't like he was trying to break her; she'd seen what he could do there, and this wasn't it. Still, he was shagging her enough to reiterate the point he'd made at the start.
He hadn't said anything else about it, and really hadn't spoken to Sebastian much at all from that point on. He'd just spoken to her as he normally would while fucking her, basically pretending that her husband wasn't even there watching them. That didn't mean that she hadn't carried on about it, though. He'd let her go wild at times with her taunts, honoring her request not to step in and pull her back to a degree as he had previously. She'd looked at him seriously when she told him that she and her husband were adults who could and would find ways to speak and communicate with each other if and when her words or deeds truly crossed any lines, and he took her at her word and let her have her fun with Sebastian. If her husband had ever given her a look that made her think the humiliation he was enduring had ceased being fun for him, she would have shut it down in an instant. But that moment had not happened yet, so she continued to delight in her teasing.
Harry's only active acknowledgment of what was happening there was him letting her turn to face her husband when she wanted to, allowing her to see the look on his face while she spoke to him. Otherwise, Harry's sole attention was on fucking her as hard as she could presently withstand without being completely worn raw at the end of it. To the surprise of absolutely no one, he was succeeding. And she was having a blast crowing about his success to her husband whenever she could.
Despite his humiliation reaching what was likely unprecedented levels for him, she could still clearly see the excitement on Sebastian's face that allowed her to keep going. She made sure to taunt him about that, too, teasing him about how much he enjoyed watching another man fuck his wife right in front of him. She even teased him by suggesting that maybe she really should let Harry steal her away, and he let out a sound that seemed to her to be perfectly balanced between wanting the ground to open up and swallow him whole, and wanting to embrace how much all of this craziness turned him on.
Apolline cackled to hear it, and then bit the bed as Harry spanked her arse over and over again, not letting up as another absurdly powerful orgasm shot through her. Without thinking about it, she went to crawl away after it was over. She needed at least a bit of a breather after all of this, but Harry had other ideas. He grabbed her by the hips and physically dragged her back up the bed.
"Where are you going, slut?" he growled. She squealed as he speared her with his massive cock once again, and now it was her turn to feel some humiliation because of how helpless and weak those squeals sounded. But the pleasure of being stretched like this by Harry's massive cock was the best type of pain and humiliation possible. It was so amazing, and so addicting.
Then she happened to catch the look on Sebastian's face as he stared at them in stunned silence, and she saw that he was just realizing in that moment how easy it would be for Harry to back up his words for real if he decided to. He really was playing with fire, and he could get burned if he didn't do his part. She gave him a smirk, and she could tell that he knew she was onto him and had recognized his realization. She didn't say a word to him, because she didn't need to. No words could have driven home the humiliation of this moment any better.
Harry pounded her as she lay prone, and then went on top of her and growled out a word that did drive the point home incredibly effectively.
"Mine," he declared simply. She cried out at her husband's open-mouthed stare at the dominant claim of her body by the younger man. "If your husband needs me to, I'll take care of you. I'll fuck you as much as you need, and you won't remember anything that came before it sexually. But I don't share, as I've made clear by now. So you won't mention this possibility again. This is the last time I'll ever assist you with anything but my cock, understand?" She nodded, and he kissed her while wrapping her into a loose headlock. She returned the kiss eagerly, forgetting about everything else around them for a moment. When she got some air, she saw Sebastian's jealous look, and it made her smirk at him before reaching to drag Harry into another passionate kiss.
"Oh, do you want to leave, Seb?" she asked, looking at her husband's hands grabbing onto the chair. "That's a first. Well, too fucking bad. Actually, you know what? You can go ahead and leave if you want to. But if you do, that's it. The game will be over, you'll never get to watch or hear about it again, and I'll just cheat on you behind your back. You can have an unfaithful wife you cheats on you behind your back, or a wife who cheats right in front of you when her lover allows it because she knows how much you love to watch. It's your choice." She kissed Harry again, ignoring her husband.
"So, you stayed after all," Harry said to Sebastian after breaking the kiss. "Well, I'm going to fill your wife up again, so you can stay and watch if you want." Sebastian got halfway to standing up before he stopped and remained seated, and Apolline laughed for a moment. She could only laugh for a moment though, because then her howls took over, and before long she was cumming and Harry was erupting inside of her.
"Sore," she groaned towards the end of it, which made Harry laugh.
"I'll get some salve for your arse later," he promised.
"Salve can't help the pain in my lungs that your massive dick is responsible for," she complained.
"I would apologize, but it would be a lie," he quipped. She laughed and gave him another kiss, and eventually remembered that her husband was actually there. That wasn't even an attempt to taunt him; she'd just been so focused on Harry that she'd actually forgotten about their audience. She knew that would embarrass him more, so she was fine with it. This was the first time it looked like the embarrassment might be starting to overcome the excitement for him. If they were still in the middle, it might have bothered her. But as it was ending, she didn't mind rubbing his face in it a little bit.
Speaking of rubbing his face in it a bit, she gave Harry another kiss. She was kissing him more as a lover than as someone she just wanted to fuck, but Sebastian would live. More importantly, he was going to learn a valuable lesson from all of this. Next time, he would know that suffering a small bit in order to be available to her for the bulk of the week was the correct choice, and that he would be a fool to avoid that brief humiliation and be available to her only half as often as a result. It had been a foolish stand for him to take, considering it was four months without an orgasm for him now, and he knew she wanted this.
He wanted it himself, too, and she didn't care that the scheming Hermione and Pansy had made an offer that could have made it an exciting choice for him. Their only aim had been to needle her; she wasn't blind to their game. She'd responded by making this choice the poorest one by far. It was the worst for her, so it was fair that the same was true for him as well. She was missing out on time that she could have spent with him, but it was a necessary thing to sacrifice in order to teach him this valuable lesson. He was going to remember this, and remember that ultimately she was truly the one in control. Hermione and Pansy could play their little games, but they weren't going to get what they wanted in terms of poking at her once he remembered her power in this relationship and started behaving accordingly once again.
Deciding that she wanted to push the limits just a little bit further and humiliate him in this moment a little more, she got in one last dig.
"Seb, how about you go and run my lover a bath?" she said. "He deserves it after this. I'd do it myself, but honesty, I'd rather spend some time alone with him without your eyes all over us." He stared at her, frozen, and she smirked and shook her head. "I was trying to be nice by phrasing it as a suggestion, but don't be mistaken into thinking that you have a choice here. Go run the bath, unless you want me to make sure that you don't get to watch next time even if my lover allows it. And I think you've gotten enough of a glimpse as to what that could look like and turn into if you're not careful and you don't learn from this mistake." Sebastian came to life after that, hurrying out of the room. Harry laughed as he watched him go.
"I don't think he'll make that mistake again," he said. Apolline giggled.
"Definitely not," she agreed. "Thank you for playing along. I know this was maybe a bit further than you would usually push that side of this, but you were wonderful."
"I'd say it was less playing along and more just exaggerating a bit," Harry said as he picked her up in his arms and started carrying her. "I didn't wait all that time before finally fucking you not to do it properly. It really is your choice, and his choice, as to where all of this winds up going. My side of it is pretty straightforward. I'm going to fuck your brains out, frequently, just like you spent all that time waiting for. Anything that does or does not happen outside of that will be up to the decisions that the two of you make."
She grinned and kissed him passionately. That sounded perfect to her. Her husband seemed to have gotten the message loud and clear tonight, realizing that this was the real fantasy both of them had wanted all along. She was confident that he would act appropriately going forward now that he knew the truth, and what might happen if he let Hermione and Pansy goad him into stepping out of line again.
--
"So, it's three weeks, Edmund tells me," Aella said to Harry early on the second day of their vacation. He grinned at her as he nodded.
"He tells you correctly," Harry said. "But we don't need to discuss that this week though." She smiled back at him and gave him a kiss on the lips. His hands quickly found her arse, and she moaned into his mouth. Before long, she slid to her knees and yanked his swim trunks down.
"If my cock is out, it's only fair that your top comes off too," he said. She rolled her eyes at him and took it off.
"Anyone could walk by and see me like this, you know," she pointed out. He laughed, and then moaned as she licked his cock.
"If they walked past us, I think you being on your knees on the beach would be more than enough to raise eyebrows as it is," he pointed out. She giggled around his cock before going further down. She sucked, slurped and gagged on it, making an absolute mess while she took every bit of that massive dick to the hilt over and over. Her hands did everything they could to assist, because she needed to do whatever she could with a cock like this. He moaned and suddenly grabbed her head to hold her down.
"Ah, Miss Brown," he said. "How can we help?" Aella giggled at the little gasp Lavender made. This must have been the first time Lavender had seen him with anyone other than one of his girlfriends, and it made her stumble and stammer a bit as she tried and failed to answer him.
"Take your top off and join her," Harry demanded eventually, apparently having tired of her fumbled attempts to explain what she wanted. Lavender squeaked, but she was down topless on the beach next to Aella soon enough, bare boobs bouncing nicely as she got down. Aella eagerly pulled the younger witch into a kiss, welcoming her to the fun in her own way. She dominated the kiss throughout, and Lavender seemed to relax and welcome her dominance, which was always nice to see.
"Suck him, dear," Aella said after pulling back. "Show me what you can do."
"I'm not good enough yet," Lavender said, blushing. Aella wasn't going to have any of that. She took the girl's head in her hands and pushed her into taking Harry's cock into her mouth. She gagged, and Aella pushed her further. Gagging and getting your face all messy was just a fact of life when you were sucking Harry Potter's cock, so that was something she would need to get used to.
Lavender was able to take just over a third of it before it was apparent that she could take no more, but that was not surprising. It wasn't as if any of the girls she knew of could do all that much better on their own, his girlfriends notwithstanding. Evidence seemed to suggest that he was enjoying letting Apolline get her solo practice in, though the veela still had a ways to go. Now Lavender would be given plenty of opportunity to practice and improve.
Aella had her throat taken, and she loved that. But what this witch needed was confidence boost in this particular area. She was confident in every other aspect of her life, and with good reason, but she was insecure about her oral abilities, particularly where a cock of Harry's sheer size was concerned. The only way to give her that confidence was allowing her to improve on her own. Apolline's need to do it on her own was down to a very different reason, which was Harry establishing that she would need to do the work and submit on her own. She was slowly doing exactly that, though Aella doubted she even realized how much she was submitting just yet. Lavender needed to improve on her own for a different reason though, and Aella was going to do what she could to encourage her.
"Don't be so hard on yourself, dear," she said. "None of us did any better than this at first, and it's still incredibly difficult for any of us. But it's so worth it to pleasure him well." Lavender's face was beet red, and Aella spoke soothingly to her. "Relax and try again. We'll practice. I don't think Harry's going to mind. We have plenty of time here." Harry groaned and moaned his wordless agreement as Lavender made another attempt at swallowing more of his cock. She stroked what she couldn't fit in her mouth, and Aella had to give her credit for the amount of effort she was putting on display here. She somehow made an even bigger mess of her face than Aella had made of her own, despite Aella having taken much more of his cock in.
"That's a good girl," Aella said when Lavender pulled back. She gave her a kiss and squeezed Lavender's boobs. "Merlin, I know that this tiny little bikini left basically nothing to the imagination, but you really are quite the witch. Look at you!" Aella gave her another kiss and another grope.
"Fleur wore my husband out thoroughly after he got finished wearing me out, and it was all because you got her so excited in that tiny little bikini you wore yesterday," Aella said, giving Lavender another boost by praising her sexiness. It also happened to be true. "She came right out and said it, you know, but that was no shock. Fleur's very open about what turns her on, and you, Lavender Brown, really got her going yesterday." Lavender blushed even harder at that.
"I'm with you tonight, if there's space," Aella said to Harry after she'd guided Lavender to take another shot at sucking. "I need that massive cock all night, rather than just for a quick fuck." He moaned at Lavender's efforts before looking at Aella.
"I fucked you for two hours yesterday," he pointed out.
"Not enough," she lamented. "Over too quick, just like I said." He shook his head and smiled at her while she took full control of the pace of Lavender's bobbing. "I have half a mind to vanish her top altogether. It should be a crime to cover tits like these up. Her arse jiggles around enough in this tiny thong that no one can avoid watching it, but it's not quite the same with her boobs bouncing around when the top is in the way."
"Let her up," Harry said suddenly, right after letting out a loud moan. Lavender popped off of his cock, gasping desperately. "Seemed like you liked that idea, Miss Brown?" Aella giggled.
"I don't mind being looked at," Lavender said, displaying the confidence that she possessed in everything aside from her ability to suck his cock. Even that confidence would come soon enough, because she was already improving. Aella would tell the others to forcefully guide her like this, because it seemed to work well. It wasn't going to be too long before she noticed her improvement and became confident that she could take him all one day. "Everyone here is gorgeous." She cut off and gave Aella an awkward look.
"Uh, sorry, but I'm not sure if you mind me saying that about your husband," she said slowly. Aella laughed.
"I don't mind it at all," Aella said lightly. "He's certainly very handsome, and also very talented to boot. I'm quite the lucky witch, and I know it. I'm sure he'll appreciate this view too, and he's definitely going to enjoy the way our girlfriend reacts to you."
"Another benefit to ditching the tops?" Lavender began, grinning. "Tan lines are awful."
"Go ahead and get rid of them all, then," Harry said. "I'm not about to stop you. And it's not like you'd be the only one."
"True enough," Aella said. "Maybe I'll see if Hermione and Pansy are interested in joining the trend and ditching the tops."
"They very well might," a laughing Harry said. "But I think they'll be more selective with what wizards get to see, at least based on what I know." Lavender giggled around his cock midway through another attempt.
"Indeed," Aella said. "But if they only do it then, I could join them. Tan lines do look unappealing at times; young Lavender's not wrong about that." Before too much longer, Harry let out a moan that Aella recognized perfectly well. "He's going to cum soon. But you have to share, dear."
Lavender frantically sucked, gagging wildly but not letting that stop her. Harry let out a moan that was quite loud considering they were in public and only in a little enclave just around the corner of some coastline rocks from the main beach, but he was too far gone to care. He came hard, and Lavender shared the treat like a good girl. This was going to turn out well
Once he was done cumming, Aella took charge and take what she wanted. She cleaned Lavender up with her mouth and tongue, and the younger witch was physically shaking with arousal by the end of it.
"She's fun," Aella said to Harry, who laughed.
"That she is," Harry said. "Now, why don't you indulge her curiosity and show her whatever she asks for?"
"I can do that," Aella said, before grinning at Lavender. "Don't expect me to match what my youngest daughter can do, but I've been with Harry enough to pick up a few things. Is there anything in particular you'd like me to start with?"
"I just want to see that whole dick vanish in your mouth," Lavender was quick to say.
"That, I can do," Aella said. Lavender clapped her hands before looking at Harry.
"May I touch myself, sir?" she asked, trying to bat her eyelashes at him. He was unmoved.
"Absolutely not. Stand up, Miss Brown." Lavender stood up, and she squealed at the hard spank that landed on her arse. "I don't care where we are. And there's no one around right now, so there's no reason to look anyway." He grabbed her by the throat and kissed her. "I'm not letting you cum, but I'll give you a little bit of attention."
His fingers slid down between her legs and began to rub, and Aella eagerly watched the gorgeous, curvy witch shaking and kissing Harry while she sucked his cock. So much for her showing some things to Lavender, but she wasn't bothered that her demonstration wasn't being viewed. She got plenty of enjoyment out of watching her view from down here, and sucking his cock on the beach was a fun task anyway.
Her vacation had been wonderful so far, and she couldn't wait to see how the rest of the week went.