With a bad, but passable English accent, she bade, “Don’t just stand there like some lost muggle, come in!”Entering the house Dannie spoke, “Y...u look just fabulous! I can’t believe it. How did you know Harry Potter’s my favorite?!”Waving a wand in the air she replied, “Magic my boy! Magic!”Brit’ney had no idea Harry was Dannie’s favorite but wasn’t going to let on to her ignorance. She took him by the hand and led him to the family room. She had him sit on the couch and placed herself on his. “Go ahead.”“Sorry. Just ... did I do something wrong, something to make you mad?”“Preston, think about it for a minute. Think about me for a minute. How long has it been, to me, since I watched my baby being kidnapped, my husband shot down in cold blood, literally my entire world destroyed in nuclear fire? Do you maybe think that I don’t know you were flirting with me? Do you need a big sign that says, hey, I’m not ready?”He stopped in his tracks. “Oh, I didn’t...”“Of course, you didn’t. You’re. I still remembered the looks of pity when Mr. Bell took me to court to get my emancipation.I was fairly along in my pity party when Millie appeared at my side. "A penny for your thoughts?" She said, handing me a shiny new penny."Trust me, they're not worth it," I said, smiling into her bright, blue eyes. Just being near her brought me out of my funk, and I pulled her in for a kiss. It was not a soul kiss, just a good buss on the lips. After all, there were lots of eyes around. We still danced. ‘I’ll cum if you go on like that.’‘I could make you cum,’ I repeated, breathlessly, hardly believing it, and the idea sent a zing of pleasure through me, causing me to contract around him.I leant forward, then, pressing my forehead to his as he had done to me, and rode him slowly, gently, moaning when his hand stole down to rub at my clit. It was torture not speeding up when he rubbed me like that, but I stayed slow.Then he was kissing me again, wildly, and both his hands were at my shoulders,.