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One Big Horny Weasley Family - chapter 10

Date: 8/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Fan fiction, Male/Female, Spanking, Author: naughtydragon, Rating: 76.9, Source: sexstories.com

He did the same, his balls emptying themselves in great gushes. She cried out with every spurt and every twitch of his cock until at long last they were both spent and sighed with relief. She lay down on the bed and turned over so that she was looking up at him. He savored the sight of her every curve and dimple without a thought as to how she had gotten disrobed. His eyes lingered on the golden brown patch of hair between her legs, then slowly traveled back up. At long last he leaned over her and kissed her, long and deep. "Rowr," he growled at her, “be my pussycat.” "Meeeyow," she responded. "Pussycat liked that, want to do that again." ***** Gryffindor Tower, 4th year boys dormitory. “Ron, wake up.” Slowly, Ron let go of his dream, the details of it slipping away before his eyes were even open. He looked up to see Harry looking down at him. “Are you quite done with the meowing now?” “What do you mean?” Dean’s head poked through the curtains of Ron’s bed. “Rowr, be my pussycat,” he said is an imitation sleepy voice. Suddenly, Ron remembered the dream with startling clarity. “Oh God,” he bemoaned. “Please tell me I didn’t.” “You did,” Harry nodded, his face very grave. “Cat’s out of the bag, so to speak.” Harry grinned. “Who’s your pussycat? Who’s your pussycat?” Seamus said, sticking his head in as well. Harry, Dean, and Seamus all laughed hysterically and left Ron to finish getting up. Ron grabbed his robe and wrapped it around himself before heading down the stairs to ... the bathrooms. “Morning Fred, morning George.” “Meow,” they both replied in unison, then began to snicker as they walked away. Ron opened the door and headed in. Somebody, it sounded like Neville, was singing in the shower. It took him a minute to catch on. "Meow meow meow meow. Meow meow meow meow. Meow meow meow meow, meow meow meow meow." “Shut up, Neville!” “Meow,” was the laughing response. He was going to kill somebody, he didn’t know who yet, but somebody was going to die. Ron entered the Great Hall with the rest of the fourth year Gryffindor boys behind him, they were meowing to the tune to some TV commercial Dean had taught them. It was the same tune Neville had been singing in the shower. "Ron," Hermione asked as he sat down next to her like he had on so many other mornings. "Is there a reason all the boys are meowing at you? It sounds like a cat-house in here." "It's nothing, ignore it and it will go away." He prayed that just once, his ears wouldn't give him away. It was too much to hope for. "Should I be meowing at you?" she asked in a genuinely confused voice. "No, you should most definitely not be meowing at me." Ron stared into his bowl of porridge, praying the ground would swallow him up. Suddenly he sat up. "What did you just say?" "I said," she replied in her very know-it-all tone, "that I can meow much better than they can. Crookshanks and I have been working on it." Ron shook his head violently and chanted to himself. That was wrong on so many levels. "What ...