“I still have nightmares about it” she says through her crying fit. As she keeps on crying Harry, driven by his intuition wraps his arms around Gi...nny. “It's over Ginny, Riddle can’t hurt you anymore” Harry says consoling her. After her crying subsides, she pulls back and he sees the tears coming out of her eyes. Hesitantly, Harry reaches up and wipes away her tears with his thumbs. Without thinking Harry leans forwards and kisses Ginny. Ginny gasps and opens her mouth to let his tongue in. Then. Pulling them to the side I slipped two fingers in and pushed them hard and fast in and out of my pussy watching him get hard. Once he was hard he leaned over to me and put the back of the chair down. “Wait.” I asked him, I put a Johnny on his rock hard cock not wanting to take any chances. “You ready baby?” “Give it to me” He pushed his rock hard cock deep inside my pussy the radio playing through the speaker behind him. It was blocked out with the slapping of his balls on my ass. It felt so. Shortly after seven o'clock one Friday evening, I nosed my Blazer into a spot near the fountain and got out.I should explain that Clarissa is an acquaintance and not a friend; I work as a posting clerk and she has more money than God. She is, however, one of the few people who know every available gay female within a hundred miles, and she throws great parties. I was between—very far between—girlfriends, and I'd thought a party might lighten my mood.I was fashionably late; almost everyone else. I finally shifted to Celine’s place actually. I had to accommodate in the ground floor with a friendly Malayali guy who was almost ten years elder to me. Most of the time I used to be in Kumar’s room as it was next to Celina’s.While being there I had frequent glimpses of Celina and more conversations too. This made us closer from acquaintances to friends. We used to walk out for food and sometimes at midnight for Ice-Cream, which resulted in deep conversations.After a couple of months, I.