Chapter 41
- Harry was on fire. He is burning up. If not worse, he burns so bad. His phallus thickened the more and glistened with more precum,needing a pussy to grab unto.
- His lower belly tightened to the point of pain, volcanic pressure seriously building inside him. Pressure that must find release in one way or the other.
- He doesn't now how long he's been lying there in the cold floor,tears burned repeatedly on his eyes but he tried to blink them back determined not to shed them.