"Ahhhhh," I shouted, as my clit throbbed under it. The sensations in my arse and pussy and on my clit and nipples launched me into another cum."Cum fo...r. Fourteen minutes, eleven seconds, ninety decibels. Rest time for sixty seconds."Everything was taken off of me and out of me. So I had one minute to rest as my body was still shaking from my cumming. My heart was pounding, and I was panting. I wanted more than one minute, but I was grateful for that.The next group of four women moved around. I ran Into the bedroom and locked it behind me.I Ignored the thumping at the door and ran to the private bathroom. I flipped the light on and opened the white box that I had set on the bathroom counter."Come on baby, open the door." I slipped on the black stockings threw on my black silk robe I had set back the money for. I got the lighter and lit the candles I had set out, dimmed the lights unlocked the door and sat on the bed. "Well open the door."He came running in and stopped when He saw. He had a strong French accent. I said he was not my type.He replied, "Why? Don't you find me beau?" Bow?" I asked."Yes, er beau, oh no! What is the word in inngleesh? Merde! Andsome?" And some? Oh! Handsome! No, you are very handsome..." And you are veeery beewtifool. I am a grreat lover," he said.I had the feeling he thought I was playing hard to get and hoped that ifhe wanted to sleep with me I might yet avoid performing.I needed to pee.I went towards the toilets."Just where do you. “It’s nothing, mate, really.” But his voice was too nonchalant to be convincing. Harry looked him in the eyes, and then said, “Not this too, Ron.” The redhead quickly looked at his shoes, then out into the street.“Well,” he said slowly, “Madame Pomfrey did all she could. There were just some marks that ran too deep, that’s all.”“There’s more than one? Let me see.” Harry reached to look at Ron’s back.“No!” Ron stopped him. Harry sat back on the curb glancing at Ron’s back and then back to his.