" Is that true, girl?" Dumbledore spoke to Hermione now. "Did you eat his sperm?" Yes, Sir," she answered in a quiet, embarrassed voice. "I ate his sp...rm as fast as his hard tinkler fed it to me." She looked up at the head master now, a glint of a tear in her eye. "I had to. Harry was cumming deep in my pussy and his spewing hardness felt so good inside me that I was cumming too... for all I was worth."Dumbledore held up his age-wrinkled hand. "Okay," he said calmly. "This isn't the first time. “Like that, baby — that’s how you do it.” She dropped her hands. Heeding her advice, I massaged her tits, more firmly this time.“Oh, that’s good, love,” she breathed, “now, play with my nipples.” Cupping my hands around her boobs, I rolled my thumbs over and around her nipples. She voiced her approval with a low moan; I could feel my newfound playthings harden to my touch.Experimenting a little, I first lightly pinched them, and then I licked my fingers and rubbed them against her rigid. They compared their experiences in the army and came to the mutual agreement that military rations were an evil sold to the military by the cheapest vendor.They had teamed up to do their research on where to go. They had their eye on an old railroad motel near Alamogordo, New Mexico called Cloudcroft. It had a two story central lodge and a 20’x35’ kitchen with two wings of twelve big 18’x20’ bedrooms for guests. Harry had written to a realtor in Alamogordo and found that the motel and. . do you?” I asked as I looked at my still swollen and red dick.“Well, your cockhead is a lot larger but the rest of your big cock looks the same as when we finished our fantastic ride yesterday. We’ll give it one more day. Are you sure it’s not hurting or burning?” mom asked as she put her soft hand on my balls and felt for a fever.“No. Everything feels good. I got up to pee last night and it felt so good, I had to take it for a ride myself ... and BOY, MOM ... it was still working.