Molly dropped the bowl of oatmeal she had been bringing to the table. Everyone else looked at Albus with various looks of shock and amusement. "...lbus!" Molly shrieked as she cleaned up the spilled oatmeal with a wave of her wand, "Don't do that!" "You gave him the Cloak?" George asked. "Yep," Harry replied, "I take it you're enjoying it, Al?" "Sure am!" Albus went over to where his parents were sitting and gave them each a huge hug, "Thanks!" "You're welcome," Harry. She wasn't quite the slut in the bedroom with him as she is with me. She knows I've fantasized about a threesome with her and another guy. As our relationship grew, I got her more into the idea to the point too where she was fantasizing about herself. It became her naughty fantasy, one she would tell me about in my ear wile riding my cock sometimes.I sat my girl up on my dick, straddling over me facing away. He walked over from where he was seated, standing in front of her stroking his cock.. I pulled them apart, exposing my tiny, dirty hole to Danny. I heard him pull down his pants then lay his body on top of me. His huge black cock head probed my stretched ass hole. Then I felt Danny shove forward, and his huge cock head burst through my sphincter.“Oh, God, please go easy. Your cock is so big.”“No time for easy, bitch. I got to fuck your white ass fast before a customer comes.”Danny thrust hard, driving his thick black cock deep into my ass. I could feel at least half of his dick. " You mean that you regularly go around cutting the throats of muggers who try to assault you?" Yes, Dear Lady, that is my chief source of diversion. I am one of those people who lives for the thrill of the life-or-death match. As you may have noticed, I do not carry a gun, but prefer a blade in several forms. That way, I do not have an advantage in weapons upon my adversaries, so the thrill of combat is much greater." Son of a bitch, you really are a piece of work! How long have you been at.