That was really great. You did me really good. Want me to do you?"Gulp. Well, now, I was supposed to be mad as hell at my little brother. Now he wants...to know if I'd like him to masturbate me."I dunno, never had a guy do it to me before." I've never done it to a girl but I've seen a lot of it on the internet and really would love to do it. I guess I owe you a lot."Hmm, that's true, but it also means that I have to deliberately get naked with my brother. I mean, yeah, I've seen him, he's right. I finally got married, and my new husband became aware of this problem, an understanding person who tried to cooperate, and assist, by showing respect -never forced to have sex. We chose to find out the whole thing after honey moon, working together as a team , slowly and carefully: nice and easy, step by step, his firm cock down my tight pussy hole so I discovered how great and rewarding sex was, in rather conservative ways. We practiced straight sex -only on weekends. I used to. Our hips now made audible slapping noises as I slammed as hard and deep in to her as I could. My hand spanked her again, and again as I pulled harder on her hair, using it to thrust harder in to her. As I continued, louder moans filled the classroom from both of us. How much longer I could keep up my pace I had no idea, but I wasn't about to stop either.I spanked her a few more times before my hand slid around her hips to between her legs. As I continued my thrusts and hair pulling, my hand. " Well, you never know," said Arthur Weaseley, trying hard to keep himself from grinning, "—one day we might be!"Harry, who had his back to Ginny, didn't see her lower her book and give her father the exact same look of disapproval that Molly Weaseley tended to reserve for her children. Harry was not sure how to respond, however, so he thought it best to pretend that he had not heard Arthur Weaseley's last comment."It's just that, I was wondering, whether you knew where my aunt and uncle were.