Giggling all the time, she plopped herself in her favorite chair and started lightly swatting her pussy to the beat of a Weird Sisters song. Moments l...ter, she got to her feet, faced the chair, grabbed the sides, bent over, and started humping the air. After five minutes of that, she remembered what she had come to do, donned her panties once more, and crept up the stairs to the boys dormitory. Except for some steady snoring, the room seemed perfectly quiet. That is, until Hermione listened. She said a little prayer for the soul of the poor savage who had fallen to the long-gun and hoped he had gone to his maker with a shriven soul. It was such a ridiculous thought that she wondered at her own naiveté.Because they wanted to get an early start in the morning, they all turned in as soon as the sun went behind the hills and she found herself in the corner right next to the Kid with no one else near them to disturb their sleep. She removed her robes under the blanket wearing only her. “Er…” I mumbled.“It’s okay Jon. I love you. You make me so happy. If I could, I’d leave my husband for you, my darling,” she said kissing me, “That’s how much I love going to bed with you.”She placed her hands on my ass, encouraging me to start pumping into her again.“But we both know that wouldn’t work. I just want you to know how special you are to me, “she whispered.I grinned as I rested my head on her shoulder, starting to fuck her harder again. I doubt if her husband had heard her say. Okay, an exaggeration but still the sentiment was true. The question was whether I could do anything about it or whether I should do anything about it? I really liked being king. My life revolved around sex though I knew I should become a more productive member of the society. My engineering skills would be useful to improve everyone's lives."You have inseminated every woman," Stephen informed me that morning.My first thought was to say something like, "When I take on a project, I complete it".