Their Watu friend was weird. A good weird, but weird none the less. So different than the Kikker who seemed to be everywhere. The frog people, to his ...ind, were the bad kind of weird. Perhaps because the King dealt so closely with them.He glanced at the window. Still night, although from this angle he could not tell if there was a hint of dawn on the horizon. Regardless, he should get home. Be ready for work. Carefully, he stood in the sea of unconscious Watu. After all the drinking he had. I wiggled my tongue in the hair and moved down. She now had a both hands on my head with her fingers knotted in my hair. She jerked on my hair as my tongue touched her very tight lips. I teased her lips lightly and could hear her moan and call my name. Then as my tongue parted her pussy lip and move up to touch her clit, I felt her body tense and the several little jerks. Her stomach muscles flexed several times as she had and orgasm. I probed deeper with my tongue and started to lick and suck. The atmosphere was noticeably lighter than just ten minutes ago. ‘I think I never actually said it, Potter, but: Thank you for killing the Dark…Git.’ A smile accompanied Malfoy’s words, but there was also honest gratitude in his eyes. ‘My father might be in Azkaban now, but at least my mother is free, and we are all alive. I have a lot to thank you for.’ The word Fiendfyre hung between them unspoken. ‘So do I,’ Harry finally accepted grudgingly. ‘You bought us time by failing to identify us. He said "I love fucking cute American boys."Then he took hold of Joie's hips and bucked hard against them saying "I am going to cum" and he shot several squirts of hot semen into the boy's ass. Joie felt the hot jets of semen being plastered into him and rode the mature man. He said "You are a lovely mature man. I love your cock." Then he fell gently forward as he felt the cock inside of him was softening. He gently kissed the mature man, nibbled his lips as the older man was catching his.