She lost track of time and space. A slow fire began to burn low down in her belly. Different from a quick flare of passion, this heat was slow-buildin... and deep, the kind of fire that builds white-hot coals, a searing heat, a shim- mering white heat from a furnace of molten lava. The heat of a woman whose nerves are filled with flowing fire. He released her, and as the tension in her body burned, he reached one hand up to her face and caressed her flushed cheek- bone. His hand felt cool upon. Jerry couldn't believe it. As she took his cock in her hand, he nearly jumped it felt so good. Just the touch of his mom’s hand was almost enough to make him cum. She slowly moved her hand up and down on it. Oh God he thought, it felt so different than it did when he did it. He wanted her to never stop. He closed his eyes and laid his head back on the couch. Suddenly he felt something warm on his balls. He looked down and saw his mom as she sucked one into her mouth. "Ohhhhh Mommm," he moaned,. Fred would be so proud of Ron right now, although he'd never admit it and would definitely wind him up about the one goal he let in. It just seemed to Harry that nobody else wanted to remember all the people they had lost. It was probably the alcohol that was causing him think like this, but all he wanted was to drink more to numb the pain. A few minutes later he was passed out. An empty bottle next to him.******Harry woke up with his head pounding, a headache starting already. He was also. " He then took the half-drunk beer from her hand and placed it on the table. He began to kiss her harder and grind his body up against hers. She could feel his dick growing inside his pants and she moaned a little into his mouth. He grabbed her hands and held them above her head. She bit his lip slightly and he sighed into her mouth. Suddenly her shirt was being pulled over her head and in the next moment, his hands were caressing her breasts. She moaned slightly into his mouth again, a little.