)"Pete..." I jumped a foot, guiltily, and Bonnie smirked a bit before finishing the question, "what's your CAP score?" I don't care!" Mona declared st...unchly, sticking her head around the door behind Bonnie."I know you don't, um, Pussy Cat..." I replied."See?" Bonnie insisted, "He's not stupid -- untutored, but not stupid! He didn't call you Whiskers..." Bonnie drew a finger across her upper lip and I got it -- Italian girls sometimes grow a little fur there. Personally, I think it's cute.... Yes, she would look into the matter.The next morning, not long before lunch, Umbridge lurched her squat, ugly form through the halls of Hogwarts, headed in the direction of Gryffindor Tower. The halls were almost deserted, most of the students in class, and those with spares knowing better than to spend it wandering idly about the school. It was a gorgeous June day outside, and no one would want to be indoors, unless that person was Dolores Umbridge on a mission. The High Inquisitor approached. The dinner arrived on schedule at eight, dishes in the dishwasher then party time.Al seemed to take charge. ‘On your knees bitches’ Who could resist such an invitation. The guys unzipped their jeans and kicked them aside. We didn’t need telling what to do, one by one we took their limp cocks in our mouths until they were ready to go. ‘Okay bitches, on your feet’ of course we did. ‘We need you to slowly undress each other then make love on the sofa. We didn’t need telling again, it was so good. I just loved the feeling of having my Son's big cock deep inside me. I felt something. He was cumming. My Son was cumming inside me. I was so much in love with him. I stroked his fur and told him that. Then I realized something. I still wasn't on the pill and he was mature enough to be very virile. My Son could get me pregnant like his father did. Did I want that to happen now that I knew it was possible? I counted the days since my last period and knew I probably wasn't ovulating.