Oh, by the way, I think this must me yours.” With that hehanded my husband the wrapper from the condom and laughed as he strode back tohis seat.... I put my pantyhose into my purse, closed my bra, buttoned my blouse andput my skirt back on. The moment I felt that huge prick inside of me I knewthat I would never be satisfied with just my husband’s cock again. Now I’d toface my husband and see if he could live with this change. I took a deepbreath and opened the door. . His big hands clamped onto either side of my ribs and I reached back and slowly inserted him inside me. It didn't go as I wanted; I didn't set the pace. He was relentless as soon as he was tightly in my ass, he pounded upwards, making me scream in pain and pleasure, each thrust he went slightly deeper and after each retraction he slammed in faster. It honestly felt like I was on the most violent vibrator in the world. He held me in position and he really needed to cum – NEEDED to cum.My cock. I leapt out of the bed."Sarah... ? Sarah?" I cried out.It wasn't until my shouts died that I heard the quiet sobbing. It was subtle ... like it was being repressed. It was coming from the bathroom."Sarah? Are you in there?" I asked softly. The sobbing got slightly louder ... I open the bathroom door slowly ... ready to snap it shut if she yelled at me.The first thing I saw was a long flowing curtain of red hair ... trailing all the way down to the small of her back ... ending just above a. The question of Kreacher's long-term future—nobody really knew what this meant, as Kreacher was already older than anyone knew for sure—was also raised at this time. Kreacher still proudly wore the gold locket that Harry had given him, on a chain around his neck, and during a quiet moment of the preparations, Harry summoned him from the kitchen and he and Ginny sat down with him to talk:"Kreacher, when we are married, Ginny and I probably won't be going to live at Grimmauld Place." We know that.