But we must rest before we have to go to work. I squeeze you tightly and we both slip off into a light sleep, dreaming of each other and what the new ...ay will bring.......The alarm goes off, its on your side of the bed and I have to reach over you to turn it off as you are so dead to the world or so I thought. As I reach for the button you suddenly spring to life grabbing me and pulling me down on top of you. I feel your warm body against mine, your breasts against my chest. I brush your hair. Sergeant Cook shook his head in disregard. It wasn't that he didn't like big bouncing boobies, he just believed that everything had it's time and place, this was not either. The armory officer just stood and stared, his mouth wide open. "You'd better close that before something flies out. We're here to get this deputy a weapon. Get moving!" The armory officer shook his head like he was waking up from a trance. He shut his mouth and got her a .357 caliber pistol from the rack. His hands were. He started ramming me so fast and so hard that my mind couldn’t focus on anything but the amazing dick I was getting. He growled in my ear “you like that, baby? You like that?” He rammed me harder and I moaned, almost screamed, in response. He put his hand over my mouth so my screams were muffled. “Yeah, babygirl, you like that big cock filling up your tight pussy” he growled as if possessed by a wild animal. He stopped for a second and got up on his knees and got up with me still laying there.. Ginny’s hands flew to Harry’s defined pectoral muscles where she gripped while closing her eyes and slowly lowering herself on the thick sausage her mate wielded. The Rider’s hands were grasping Ginny’s bum, guiding her slowly down so that her quim enveloped his entire manhood. The feeling of the young woman’s virgin canal encompassing his pole was one of the best feelings in the world to the sorcerer. The look of concentration on Ginny’s face and growing pleasure as the Potter male’s magic.