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Doom of Umbridge
By : Death7270
Category: Harry Potter > General > General
Views: 31488 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or it's characters. Wish I did but. :) I also do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
He reappeared at the burrow. Walking to the kitchen. Mrs Weasley was hard at work. Cleaning up the lunch dishes.
"Oh your back Harry. Feeling better."
He had told her he had suddenly felt unwell and had gone home to rest.
"Not really, I will later I know."
"That's good to hear, why don't you go join the others."
"Where are they?"
"Out at the lake. Using broom it's a 5 minute flight southwest or an hours walk. They didn't take the brooms so they must have wanted to stop at the muggle ice cream parlour along the way."
"Oh so when are you expecting them back?"
"Around dusk."
"Good, good."
Harry walked around the counter and moved up behind the older woman. She wore a pink frilly apron but only a sun or day dress underneath.
He moved closer and pressed his growing erection against her arse.
She startled and brushed back against him enlisting a moan from his mouth.
"Harry, you realise I'm a married woman."
"Of course, but then why did your husband trade me access to you in exchange for Muggle tech?"
"Because he's an obsessed, overly potent, virile husband that knows I will crawl back into his be regardless of who my lover was even the boy who lived. Love does that."
"I know the feeling, I'd do anything for Tonks. Anything."
Harry ground into her again.
"But right now I want you on the kitchen bench."
He lifted her dress bottom and pulled down her granny panties.
Not willing to wait any longer he pulled down his pants and pushed into her warm slit.
She groaned and grabbed onto the other edge of the kitchen counter.
He began thrusting faster. After so many children she had the loosest pussy than any he ever had.
He lifted her up full onto the bench and knelt behind continuing his thrusts.
The clock chimed and Arthur came through the floo.
"Oh hello Harry, hello dear." He said waiving at them "Just got a new phone-book but I cannot seem to make it dial like the one connect to the wall. Oh well I guess I will figure it out. Have fun."
He walked out to his shed only to reappear.
"Oh harry lad, be a good boy and loosen her arse for me, she's been tighter than a mouse trap and you opened her up so well last time."
He walked out again.
Molly looked at Harry over her shoulder and said "You heard the man stretch it out."
"yes mam."
Harry pulled out and pushed against her other entrance (or exit). Going slowly for she was tighter than a miser but he'd have her sorted out soon enough.
Ron was the first in the door for dinner. He saw his mother slumped up against the stove.
"Mum, you look exhausted you've got to stop pushing yourself"
"Yeah Ron you may be right. I'll just sit and rest..."
She sat on a stool near the sink and cringed.
"On second thoughts I'm going to lie down. Dinner is in the oven."
Molly walked out with a slight limp.
Ron dashed over to see what was cooking and slipped on the floor. Oil or grease must have been spilled for it covered the ground and had also spilled onto some laundry mum must have been doing.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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