It was too much effort to try to push their way to the window. “Well Ron,” said Mrs. Weasley, handing him some money, “run on in and get your ki.... Don’t dawdle.” He grabbed the coins, gave his mom a wink, and ran inside. His smile simply made Ginny seem more miserable. Harry couldn’t think of what to say. She was right, her broom was awful, and Chasers had to have speed.“You’ve got tremendous skill,” he said finally. “You’re sure to make the team.”“No, Harry,” Mrs. Weasley spoke up, “really,. We're both at fault over this, but sometimes it feels like we're just roommates or friends or something, not husband and wife. We hardly ever have sex anymore either, and when we do it's nothing to write home about. Our lovemaking has become dull . . . routine." I'm sorry to hear that, daddy." He didn't respond to her sincere statement, the words still rushing out of his mouth. "I just want you to know that I consider it a huge compliment that you might have wanted to do something like that. I felt his hands come around my chest and they started rubbing my nipples. It started lightly at first, just brushes with the palm of his hand, then harder. He began pinching them and tweaking. I was already so sensitized that this had an incredibly intense effect. It was like my nipples were connected straight to my cock. I fought my bonds to try to squirm away, but of course I could do nothing.The assault on my nipples stopped and for a brief moment I caught my breath as I heard him walk. She was dead.There were tears in the second man’s eyes when he turned to leave the stage. There were tears in Jake’s eyes too, but that didn’t stop his cock from throbbing inside Rachel’s wet pussy. Rachel whimpered from the fierce pressure of Jake’s hands crushing her breasts as he came inside her.The MC and the man who had accompanied the dead woman up onto the stage unchained her and lay her body on a massage table, then strapped her down. With one person at each end, they carried her down.