Godfather and Godson

Chapter 75: Tracey Davis (R-18)

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Waking up the next morning to a tangle of limbs and body parts. Harry groggily got up and looked around, the room was a total mess.

Ripped clothing laid everywhere, his seed and the girls' sexual fluid were all over the bed, the sheets, the floor, the table, the desk, and even the walls. Objects laid upturned, pillows were scattered about everywhere with feathers spilling out, all in all, it was a total mess.

They really went to work on the dorm, last night. Harry recalled the couch they laid in at the common room and was glad he cast a cleaning spell over it, to fix everything and get rid of the evidence.

Stirring awake, his eye meet Amy, the first to wake up, she smiled at him coyly as they gazed at each other. "Good morning, champion," she said with a wicked grin. "How did you like your little congratulation reward last night."

"Mmm," he said as he softly caressed her cheeks with the back of his hand while she leaned into it. "I got to say then, I will need a bunch more congratulatory sexy rewards," he answered back.

"Then do what you do," she said, "WIN!"

Chuckling softly, "you really make it sound so easy."

"Well isn't for you?" she asked as she snaked up to him and gave his ear a light sensual bite.

"Well there aren't any quidditch games this season," he murmured, "so won't you guys feel very lonely without me."

"Mmm," she said as her hand snaked down to his crotch, "Already looking out for number one I see," she said as she begin to give his cock a few long, hard strokes.

"I got to," he whispered to her as he begin to kiss along her neck, then finding it to his amusement, he started to suckle at her neck.

"I guess we could make up for all those past victories you had," she mused out loud, "like those quidditch games you won, the evil professor you defeated, the dangerous beast that you killed, and the criminal you got ride of and his dark jailors."

"Man, that is a lot now that you mention it," Harry said distractedly as he softly bite her neck, getting a gasp out of her.

"You deserve it," she moaned as his fingers found their way to her honey pot. "You deserve it all, O, great and magnificent hero," she joked.

"I see that you guys are already at it," a voice interpreted them.

Turning around they saw Lyra who was up and about, staring at them with a raised eyebrows and crossed arms.

"What to join?" Harry asked with a knowing grin.

"I do," a soft voice whispered from behind him.

Feeling arms wrap around his neck and lips begin to kiss the small of his back, he already knew who it was, Hope.

"Yea, and get ruined some more? How am going to get to classes if I can't walk?" she asked, giving them each a look.

"What, I already saw you limping," Amy giggled.

"So what will happen to me if I continue?" she asked with raised arms.

"Why don't you find out," Hope said, showing some semblance of an expression than her usual quietness.