“Pity,” I say."Sorry?" You said you won't bite me."She moves quickly and nips my earlobe. A thrill shoots through me at that intimate act. This be...utiful woman in my arms is flirting with me, teasing me. Slowly, I move a hand down until it's resting just above the swelling of her buttocks."I take it you enjoyed that, Gordon.”"Is it that obvious?"She again giggles and there's a faint touch of her lips brushing my neck. "You know they're lovers, don't you?" Yes." Does it bother you?" I don't. ”“I spent quite a bit of time feeling sorry for myself,” Harry said. “I won’t lie to you. I would love to have some of the memories taken out of my head somehow, but there are other things that I need to keep.”“What could Voldemort give you that you would want to keep?” Neville asked.“His knowledge of magic,” Harry answered. “His intellectual research abilities. The knowledge of what his favorite spells are and how they can be blocked. All of these things that I know about him, that he isn’t. I could see the bottom of my feet when I lifted them up and I could see my erection. This added to the experience quite a bit. Then after continued stimulation of my balls and touching of my shaft, I figured it was time, so I gripped my penis with my left middle and index finger at the back of my penis and my thumb on the front and stroked. It didn't take more than a few seconds and I started orgasming with my semen shooting out of my penis further than I have ever seen it shoot out of me in my. At heart, it was that he wanted to try again, but it included blaming anyone and everyone for their problems, but mainly blaming me. After about half an hour of it, Molly had apparently told him that she had listened, that it didn't change anything, and would he now please leave. At that point it turned fairly ugly, and ended up with Ralph threatening to call the Police, but he did go eventually.Apparently, Molly was very upset for the rest of the evening, and was still very quiet at breakfast..