“Then Voldemort has not been possessing you. Trust me Harry, I know” Ginny explained. Harry thinks back to his second year and the Chamber of Secr...ts where Tom Riddle’s diary possessed Ginny. “Sorry Gin I forgot” “Lucky for you then” Ginny says as she starts crying and next thing he knows she's on his shoulder sobbing. “I still have nightmares about it” she says through her crying fit. As she keeps on crying Harry, driven by his intuition wraps his arms around Ginny. “It's over Ginny, Riddle. The deep dark blue gown she wore was transparent silk toga style over her left shoulder and wrapped around her upper torso and ended at her thighs.I could not tell her age, she looked like she was in her late 20s to mid 30s but the way she carried herself it did not seem right. Nobody was near her anytime I looked at her, almost like she had a plague or bad body odor. The count down began and I decided; I walked over to her just as the count down ended. I was standing right behind her. When she. The cold steel is a constant reminder that it is no longer all about me. It has become my place to take what She gives and be grateful, then to please Her. Just as it should be for I love to watch my Goddess cum. Her sounds, her smells and the taste of Her drive me wild. Our sessions go for hours because locked away I cannot cum at all until She allows me to, which in turn allows me to be more attentive to Her. It is a win-win I feel and part of me couldn't care less if She ever unlocked it. “I love you,” he whispered into my hair, and I responded with the same words, never more heartfelt.When he pulled out of me, I felt an emptiness I had never known before. I was sore, leaking blood-tinged slime on his thigh, my carefully coiffed hair in sweaty ringlets on my face and neck. He held me against him to kiss, urgently at first, but then softening into the caresses and gentle touches of a satisfied lover. His big hands played with the soft white skin of my buttocks, and my fingers.