Our treat.When arriving at the door to one of the Gryffindor bathrooms Harry found the door locked.I figure my best bet is to leave in the middle of the crowd so you won't be able to see my bulge.A sound like I’d never heard in all my life swelled from the city, and when Yavara stopped at the top of stairs, the sound exploded.My deflowered Granny Sex pussy clenched.He says it’s a pimento, Dad.Her perfect tits were always just a little bigger, fuller, and rounder than the competition.The last case where I used it was a bank robbery gone bad.While he was sucking on one of my nipples, I told him, You know, one of these days fairly soon, I’m going to want you to fuck me. His head jerked back and his whole body stiffened.Jim gasped, Oh God yes!But . . .I’m starving.But then, it was nearly always beautiful on the town. I wasn't especially big or anything, nothing like those bodybuilders, but defined enough to like my body. Big hands, big legs, and nice abs... I looked okay to myself. And I should thank dad for it. As I washed soap from my body I then started soaping my dick, I always saved the best for last. Shower did me good. I Granny Sex was feeling much better and I was barely 3 minutes in the shower. My hands gently reached for my dick, one hand pulling the skin the other washing the head, reaching for my balls, massaging them while washing my precious tool. Of course with the blood rushing through my veins and my thoughts came back. Since I left this place, this house, ladies in the house changed big time. Mom seemed like she was happier every day, dad definitely was satisfying her needs, I know that for certain. And the way she spoke of his dick, how she wanted him to fuck her mouth and make her swallow it all...