I snap then. My face, my body, and everything inside of me goes rigid. Any sense of arousal was gone almost immediately. "Hold it down," he says, st...ll showing no emotion but that pained look on his face. It was almost like it hurt him to touch me or go anywhere near me. The flash of anger and shock that went through me then surprised even me. It just wasn't FAIR. "Excuse me," I say, standing up. I had never been shot down before. Ever. Having him being the exception is not very comforting.. "You passed out." When?" he asked and took another glass from me."Oh, about two hours ago—Listen, I have some questions of my own," I said."Sure, but can I have some more water?" he said and handed me the glass. I remembered my manners and smiled, he smiled too. It made me a little less concerned.He looked to be in his late thirties, but life had bent his six-plus frame. His stringy and matted hair, mostly light brown, had strands that were casualties of the sun. Every inch of him needed a good. Dumbledore had strongly suggested that Harry join Prof. Snape for an extended session of Occulmency, and after 7 straight hours, he was feeling the effects.Still, as the titular leader of Dumbledore's Army, it was his role to check up on the rest of the students, so instead of heading back to Gryffindoor Hall, he made his way to the entrance to the Room of Requirements.Distracted as he was by the discomfort in his skull, it took until he was several steps inside to notice that the room sounded. Kathy and I had a great sex life from the time we first started dating in college, and neither of us were looking for any sexual relationships with others. We had been fucking at least six times per week for most of our marriage. I also enjoyed sucking her pussy after ejaculating into her and loved the taste of my own cum. After several years in the church, we became close friends with a couple named Bill and Lydia, who also now have a daughter in college, and our attitudes about swapping.