Needless to say it went all down hill for Rita Skeeter. She tried to catch Ginny or Hermione alone, but couldnt. Harry wouldnt say a word, she had a p...hotographer hidden in attempt to catch Harry in a fit of rage or anger, nothing, as she attempted to rile him. Harry just smiled that smile that placed fear in all who knew him. That blood curling smile, that said be fearful, and watch your arse. Rita was getting worried, her plans werent working. A mad, raving Harry Potter sold papers, a docile,. What’s the point of resisting anymore?Her eyes are perfect. Almond shape, giving her a vaguely Asian appearance. Her eyes are a glowing amber, almost gold or like a crystal. It looks like there are stars in her eyes, almost constellations. I can see the patterns, swirling around her iris like watching the stars in the night sky pass overhead. They’re so beautiful. Why did I ever resist looking at them? How did I have the self-control? The stars could spell out words or make images if I connect. " "I am yours, sir, I just don't want any handouts." She stroked his cheek gently. "If you don't let me work here then I'll keep working where I am and come to you at night. If I work here, you can have me whenever you want." "I want you to have this room." "Sir, this is your room. When you want me, I will come to you here. When you don't, I will stay in another room if there is one?" He thought for a moment. He knew she was still stubborn enough to fight him on this but he couldn't bear. The noise as his torso slaps into my ass is and extra turn on. He is sliding his full length into me, then withdrawing so he can flaunt his full size for our guests.I can see Maria and Karl watching my man fucking me. One of my fetishes is sex with an audience, even better with an appreciative, turned on audience. “Awesome, fucking awesome,” Karl is muttering as Maria is stroking his erection.I love his hands grasping my ass cheeks as he thrusts into me as he is breathing very heavily.Someone.