"I... think so." Holly replied weakly."What was that about Neville's parents? He never mentioned them to mebefore," said Becky anxiously.Holly yawned ...sking the obvious. "Was I talking in my sleep?" No, it was more like yelling and screaming in your sleep, if you wantto be precise about it." Hermione added."Is everything alright in there?" asked Mrs. Weasley through the door.Before anyone else could reply Holly blurted out, "We're Fine... uh...just saw a gnome running under my bed... umm.... He was a former Para Recon from the Marines, and 6'6" of the meanest black man this side of Bad Leroy Brown. He was all hard angles and sharp edges. Ripped to the bone, not more than 4% body fat, tops. Big, but not the inflated physique of a bodybuilder. He had lean, long, rip-cord muscles that bunched and played under his ebony skin like steel cables. His head was vaguely bullet shaped, and he kept it clean shaven. He had the whitest teeth I had ever seen. Everyone seemed to be. Every so offend he would reach down, cup my clit and balls and squeezed it roughly as he laid on my back. A giant blob of precum came out of my cock, he scooped it on his dirty stained finger and stuck it in my mouth for me to lick clean. He continued to pound my ass, enjoying his new tight fucktoy. Squeezing and stroking my little sissy cock until I let out a moan, spewing cum over my stomach and sheets. He slowed his rhythm, scooped up what cum he could find in the dark and again fed it to. I hugged her and began kissing her neck and shoulders and held her tight. She began to struggle, “Noooooooooooooooo, you bastard, leave me alone. I am your mother, you motherfucker, leave me alone.”I ignored her and started kissing the back of her neck. My hands climbed the front of her and found the hot silky feeling of her boobs. I cupped mother’s breasts, feeling their fullness.“No. I told you – We cannot do it………..It is sin………..” Her voice was cracking. She tried to squirm away but I held.