.?" Harry asked, touching the long wound on his cheek with a thin hand."Death Eater, or Eaters, by the look of it." Ron replied in a matter-of-fact to...e."I only saw one. He was disguised as--" As Dumbledore, yeah. The Order doesn't have any idea where they got his hair, but they got there pretty fast. Had a huge battle up and down that Muggle street with Voldemorte's people; The Ministry's giving them hell for it." Did anyone get hurt?" Harry asked."Dawlish got splinched on the way back to the. I feel his hands rubbing up and down my aching body from my waist to my thighs. Goodness, his warm hands feel good stroking my body. He takes his knee and pushes my thighs apart. My next feeling is my ass cheeks being spread, followed by his tongue on my asshole. Ahhhhh! He spears me with his tongue before moving to suck my pussy lips into his mouth. Oh, I can't take this.I feel his warm breath on my wetness. His hands are clutching my hips, rendering me rooted in my spot against the wall. His. ”Trixie sighed, “I’d sure like it to be and maybe Frank would too. We just don’t even talk about it.”The older woman said with conviction, “You need something different to spice up your banging.”The housewife sighed again, “We’ve tried doing it in the laundry room and in the backyard and stuff like that but it’s pretty tough with growing kids around all the time.”Her friend laughed, “No, I mean really different. Like a new man fondling and fucking you. There is nothing like it to bring. Frustrated.”“You could have jettisoned the mother.”“Never!”She laughed. “I apologize. But such passion. I think I understand. My name is Marguerite by the way.”“Pleasure to meet you, Marguerite.”“I wish,” she smirked, refusing to shake his hand. Kissing his cheeks instead.“I know you’re teasing...”“Am I?”He chuckled. “Despite appearances, I actually don’t sleep around.”“Explain.”“I just don’t want you to misunderstand. Because I do find you attractive. Sexy. Quite wonderful actually. But ....