Hogwarts School had now suffered two consecutive years of severe disruptions. The first, Albus Dumbledore's death, had meant that the summer term had ...inished early, with all exams cancelled; then, with all the upheavals and chaos of the following year, culminating in the fall of the Dark Lord, again causing a premature end to the school year. It was therefore decided that the fairest course of action would be to offer all returning pupils the choice of taking the whole of these disrupted years. She turned around quickly and leaned on the rail. He looked around before grabbing the hem of her minidress and sliding it up to her waist. He knew she had no panties. He snaked his hand around the fleece to the front and inserted a finger into her.She moaned at that. “I like when you finger me, daddy.”He opened his coat so that it hung around them, so no one would see his now exposed cock and her bare ass, although they were still a strange sight huddled there on the bridge.He took his cock. I raised my head slightly from the pillow and looked down to where I was still jerking my painfully swollen dick this way and that as I tried to pop one out up over my bare belly and chest. Above me, in the panting sexual funk of my wanton mind, my fading dream girl was still smiling down at me as she bounced up and down on my straining member promising me I was the only man for her and that we would fuck like bunnies from now until forever.I was nearly there. Just a couple of tugs more. He left a message on the voice mail, identifying himself and saying that Megan wouldn't be at work today. Then he turned his attention to the pile of scripts in front of him.Greg got through five scripts and two pots of coffee. He stood up, stretched and yawned. The clock read 10:30. He thought that he'd like more coffee, but he'd already had more than his quota for the day. He picked up the coffee carafe and his cup and turned to take them downstairs to the kitchen. Just then, he heard.