He realized how Ron had become more than a friend for him. He confessed to himself that he would not mind sleeping with Ron. He had this burning desir... to feel his best friend’s hot manhood and take it in his mouth. But he could not figure out how he was going to get Ron in bed with him. Then a few days later he had had a chance to speak with Neville who was a changed man now. He had told Harry how he had fucked a certain girl’s brains out after getting her high on some drugs that. As he walked past his daughter’s room he glanced inside. He saw a towel on her bed but not her. Why was she in his bedroom, he wondered as he called out to her again. Still no answer. He stopped dead in his tracks when he reached his doorway. In the dim light being cast from the bathroom door partly closed, he saw his daughter. She was wearing, or mostly wearing, a black silk teddy. She had it pushed up above her breasts, her nipples hard, or at least the one he could see, her hand. Her tongue touched my lips, and the kissing became more forceful. I was holding her butt cheeks now, kissing her and pulling her tighter to me. It was too much. I wanted her. I lifted her up, holding her ass, and my hard cock slipped into her pussy. She bit my shoulder as I thrust deeper, holding her up against the wall. I began fucking her there, right there, not even caring if there was a bed. I needed that pussy. I was taking it as if it belonged to me. And her knees and thighs were gripping. Food's starting to get more expensive. We'll have to get together soon and do something about them. They're becoming a real nuisance." Yes I've heard others say the same thing. They like taking slaves as well. Seem to think they can just come round, steal your wife and children, and you'll just sit there and take it." Tony told him."If they try that sort of stuff round here they'll get a bloody shock I'll tell you!" the man growled."Just let them try! The names Jorgen by the way"Tony smiled.