.But most of the blame lay with Albus Bloody Dumbledore. Because Albus Bloody Dumbledore thought he was fucking god and only he knew what was best. Ha...ry started to feel something now: cold anger. This wasn't the hot headed rage he was known for; this was a cold, calculating anger. He would never trust anything Dumbledore said, not anymore.But, just as quickly as the anger came, it fled, leaving only sadness behind. There wasn't much he could do against Dumbledore, and he was too consumed with. I couldn't be really sure though because she was too far away. I wanted to see if she had found a place to stay.Football practice didn't go too well. I made every mistake possible and some of them twice. By the time that it was time to call it a day I was totally wrung out. I walked the four blocks to my apartment; I never took the car to school. When I started up the driveway I saw the girl sitting in front of my apartment."Have any luck finding someone to share their apartment?"She shook her. I cried out, wondering why he stopped. He didn't even cum. He just told me to shut up and ask no questions. Of course I did as I was told. I was at the mercy of these two men and the thought of that made me happy. I wondered who the hell I had turned into. A crazed, cock hungry whore. I was turned on by the degradation. In my ordinary life, I wouldn't tolerate being called a bitch, slut or whore, but tonight, those very words made my pussy wet and my flesh hot. I guess it was the combination of. Abbie then locked her phone and but it on the floor. She was now fully rubbing my cock with her foot, I then looked right at her and put my hand on her bum and started touching it up and down. I didnt really think where we were untill I heard a bang upstairs and quickly came back into reality but I still had my hand on her bum. we looked directly at each other before moving closer to each other before we finally touched and started kissing! So now my wife was only upstairs in the shower and me.