"Time for me to go. I wouldn't want you to have to disturb the Sheriff on my account."The Sheriff was disturbed anyway. By noon, I was down at his off...ice. His deputy came by and issued an invitation I couldn't turn down.I spent the next two hours telling the Sheriff, his Deputy, and the town Attorney about my weekend."Fascinating story, Mr. Robinson," the Sheriff said as I finished. "Not much truth to it, but fascinating nonetheless."I smiled."You see, you sanctimonious pissant, I've talked to. ‘What the FUCK!’ Harry shouted after seeing what had become of his beloved pitch.‘Yeah Bagman, this is fucking ridiculous!’ Cedric chimed in seconds later, equally dismayed.‘Take it easy my fellow Quidditch fanatics; your pristine pitch will be returned to its original state after the final task’ Bagman assured the upset teens.‘It better fucking be!’ Harry murmured to himself as Bagman gave the Champions instructions on what the Third Task would encompass and when it would take place. Harry. He stayed inside her until his cock softened. When he pulled out, some of his cum was leaking out of her little hole. Tim was very satisfied with Karen’s performance as a sexy young teenage slut.“Elizabeth. Karen did not have an orgasm while I was fucking her. I want you to get on the bed and get your head in-between your daughter’s legs. Use that hot mouth of yours on her pussy, clean it out and continue until she has a climax,” Tim told his sister-in-law that was sitting across from the bed.. "I just broke down and started crying. I thought I could handle the situation on my own, but I was obviously wrong. So wrong that others could notice.The dean gave me his card and told me to make time and call him for an appointment.The first time I was at his clinic I broke down again. After some prodding, I started telling him my story. I cried a lot, and spoke while sobbing. I could hardly utter a sentence without crying in the middle.When I finished he brought me some cold water to drink.