“Take a cold shower, and come back when you can think with your brain again instead of your pussy. He then slid his cock out, scraping her tongue the entire way. Ron could tell she was enjoying the idea of being abused more than the cum now flooding her butthole, but he was content she was at least satisfied. She sighed with relief when she felt Ron’s fingers leaving her cunt but suddenly felt her arms being pulled backwards as he yanked on her blouse. I just thought she would take it differently.”
“Differently than who?” Ron asked. Harry’s cock slid into her tiny mouth, scrapping against her teeth and sliding on her tongue, making her want to gag. Hermione sat up enough to follow Harry’s gaze and quickly covered the crotch of her skirt with her hands. The only thing wrong was that they were forcing her. This was their way of showing they actually loved her. It stretched her O shaped anus and filled her empty bowels.
