And then it hit him. “A team of several dozen wizards and levitation charms,” Harry said, touching the cold, smooth surface of the dome, “Or ten...giants with their bare hands. Like in the legend.”One of the French aurors - a woman with long, black hair that was bunched into braids - laughed. “Oui,” she chortled, “Appropriate.”And that was when they heard the sound they had all feared (and craved, Harry thought guiltily). Boom boom boom. The thudding sound of enormous footfalls on the ground. And. First they'd hit the bookstore, taking time between searching for gifts for Will's numerous relatives to point out favorite titles to each other. Dave's taste ran to sci-fi and fantasy, but he was pleasantly surprised by the number of "classic" novels that he'd actually read when Jen or Will pointed out some they'd enjoyed. He'd thoroughly enjoyed browsing the history section, noting new titles by familiar authors, but realizing he'd better wait until after the holidays to purchase them, lest. Her eye had swollen nicely, a little bloodshot, but still open anyway. That was a good sign."How are you?" I walked over, looking down and finally squatting beside her. "Let me see that."She didn't say anything as I cupped her chin, turning her head so I could hum softly and purse my lips. The bruise made her look older than she was, but she still looked good. Her beauty had been spoiled and that made her more interesting, in my opinion. I brushed a lock of hair out of her eyes, but she didn't. Her mind went back to the man currently fucking her as she could feel him tense up. She knew he was about to fill her with cum too. Just as he was exploding inside her, she heard a door opening and more voices. Leslie knew more attendees had joined the rape party. It was going to be a long night.Her pussy was wet, and juicy, even as she tried to ignore the pleasure. Those rough hands on her tender nipples were only adding to the rushing feeling of an involuntary orgasm. She did not want to cum.