Laughing to herself, she pushed him onto the bed, already spying the huge bulge in his pants.Harry had always had a great body, even for his age now h...’s still in great shape – Daphne could easily remember how his young body felt under her touch back in their seventh year. ‘Probably the perks of being raised in such a prestigious house,’ she smiled to herself at the memory of the two of them spending their summer holidays at Grimmauld Palace. Harry’s godfather hardly ever at home during their. I could feel his fingers sliding along the moistness of my slit every now and then he would hit my clit, which was standing erect like a very small cock trying to get attention... god I was burning I was aching for his touch, I am a slut I thought... his hands were so firm but gentle and demanding all at the same time. Suddenly he stopped; I heard a small voice say "don't stop please sir" and realized it was mine, before I could get embarrassed I heard the distinct sound of a zipper and of. But what really surprised me, I was thinking I'd like to try. I looked around the pool room and see were alone, no ones there. I looked at her for a minute or two not knowing what to say. For the first time I see uncertainty on her face when suddenly she's saying I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this. When I first saw you the though of fucking you really turned me on. I've been thinking of it all night and didn't know of any other way to go about it. She keeps talking to me hardly breathing. ” After a friendly smile, he then continued, “I suppose I’ll have to take you out to dinner to thank you,” Curtly replied.I was not sure if he was merely being polite, or asking me out on a date given my sexual admission.My rumination was interrupted when he asked, “Give me your number, and I’ll call you.”Nonplussed, I gave him my mobile number.Curtly was extremely engaging and charming, and as we returned to the function, he once again thanked me. To be honest, I did not give any credence to.