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Ginny had been away visiting family the night it happened. Harry had been sitting home alone, the kids were all off at school. He had sighed as he sat there. It was a sad sigh. A lonely sigh. Harry hadn't gotten any action in months, his marriage was falling apart. He craved physical contact. Basically, Harry was horny.

That was when he heard a knock on the door. He secretly hoped it was Hermione, who often came to receive the sort of pleasure only Harry could give her. It was not Hermione, however, but someone else. Someone long forgotten.

The dementor stood just outside Harry's house, floating there awkwardly. Harry's eyes widened at the sight of it. His mind instantly recalled his teenage years, the desperate kisses the dementor had tried to give him. Harry had struggled then, fought against the creatures advances, but deep down he knew he wanted it. He wanted the dementor to kiss him like no one had ever kissed Harry Potter before. All the blood in his body went straight to his penis. "Would you like to come in?" Harry offered.

The dementor nodded once and entered the house. Harry couldn't help but to wonder if the dementor was aware of his gigantic erection. If he was, he was being awfully polite by not pointing it out. Not that Harry would have minded much. He was a firm believer in wearing your rock hard penis loud and proud.

The dementor gazed at him and Harry gazed back. This went on for a minimum of two hours, without a word being spoken, Harry remained turned on the whole time. That was when Harry noticed it. From underneath the dementor's ratty old sweaty cloak thing, a massive giant huge big erection was showing. The dementor was standing at least 3 and a half meters away, but his dementor dick still rubbed against Harry through the black fabric. "Wow," Harry exclaimed "Your cloak must be a size large if it can cover up that juicy disco stick of yours!"

The dementor nodded and gave a thumbs up. Slowly, the dementor began to poke Harry's groin with its erection, an unspoken question.

"Let's get our funky on!" Harry answered.

The dementor charged forth like a fat woman running towards a pork roast, but faster because dementors aren't lard ass old woman. In fact, the only thing that dementors and diet failing pig-woman have in common is the hungry look in their eyes when they see something they want. Tonight, the dementor was hungry for some Harry Hamburger, or in other words, Harry's large juicy penis.

Harry's clothes were all ripped off until he was standing naked before the dementor, who led him gently to the bed. Then the dementor kissed him, and Harry didn't resist. It wasn't the normal, soul-sucking kiss of death. It was a real kiss with tongue and everything. Harry became harder than he had been since Dumbledore fucked him in front of Snape and Draco.

The dementor positioned itself over Harry and looked at him patiently. "Do you want to do this?" It seemed to ask.

Harry nodded, "I want you to explode inside of me like the atomic bomb exploded in Japan!"

That was all the assurance the dementor needed, it thrust into Harry. It's penis was still covered by its black cloak and the fabric burned Harry's insides. The dementor's penis was so extremely massive that it tore through Harry's intestines. Harry didn't mind though, he had never felt so loved or wanted in his entire life. "DEEPER" He roared.

And deeper the dementor went until it came inside of him with a force that shook the entire universe.

"Thank you" Harry sobbed "Thank you, love"

Then the dementor removed its hood and and said with the voice of Morgan Freeman "No problem motherfucker."

The dementor was Morgan Freeman.