. Okxxx It was like that now, as Ron untied the string on his own pyjamas and reached inside, knowing his current hardness was not from thinking of Hermione – although she was usually the subject of his fantasies – or of any other girl at Hogwarts, but merely from watching Harry. The seconds ticked by like hours until Harry finally did the only thing a brave Gryffindor could do; he moved his own hand and wrapped it firmly over Ron’s, and used it to stroke himself until he spurted cum all over the both of them. I keep worrying that your Mum would hex me if she found out. He knew Ron hadn’t known what he was doing, but his brain refused to work out a simple solution to the predicament they’d found
