Five, how does she know about the Immobulus spell? And six, why the hell does she want to meet me now, she's never eager to see me? 'At long last', it...had only been two months?Ron was right, it was a trick.But only select few know the truth about the Whomping Willow. Not the Slytherins, not Umbridge...not Voldemort. It must be a message from the Order which is why they used Crookshanks and not an owl. And if Umbridge did happen to intercept it the Order is not betrayed.But why message me, why. I looked out the window and my sister’s neighbor smiled at me and walked away. Grace wiped the cum with her fingers and stuck them in my mouth. I had just finished composing myself and my sister walked in with the pizza and beer. Grace was in the bathroom and I cornered my sister in the kitchen and asked why she told her. She said they tell each other everything. She looked down and saw the stain on the front of my pants. She started squeezing my cock through my pants. She told me that Grace. Sometimes I could feel (then she leaned forward and whispered) I could feel their privates ~ you know like their pee-pee’s growing between my legs and get like ~ they grow like long and they get really hard.”Miles asked, “I forgot your Pop-Pop is your daddy’s father?”Kristen said, “Yes. The neat thing about playing cowgirl with my grandfather’s is they would put their big hands on my butt and squeeze it. I liked the way their big hands felt grabbing it and sometimes their fingers would slip. That turns me on, to hear a guymoaning about what I'm doing to him...I felt his hands in my hairpulling me further down. I did my best to swallow as much asI could, but he was too long to fit him all in. I started slidingmy mouth back and forth over him. His precum tasted so delicious!I licked all over, sucked on him, and slid over faster andfaster. He moaned harder, and pulled me hard against him. Igagged, but I think he just enjoyed that more. I've been toldsince then that some guys really.