Dudley beats her to it

Harry tries to bring up her wand to cast something, but before she can get the wand in line Dudley rips it out of her hand and tosses it aside out of reach.

"No!" Harry screams. She tries to throw Dudley off, but without her wand she is helpless, her slender and girlish frame unable to budge Dudley's mountain of muscle and fat.

"Oh no you don't, you stupid bloody slag," Dudley grunts as he rams his thick cock into and out of Harry's pussy. "You don't get to fuck me over, not this time. This time, you're just going to lie there and let a Muggle fuck you until your pussy is raw."

Harry's pussy feels like it's on fire as Dudley pistons into and out of it, and to Harry's shame she can feel her arousal building. Even though this is ****, even though it's her own cousin pounding her, his cock in her tight pussy still feels _so much _better than anything she could do with her fingers. Indeed, a part of her revels in her helplessness, in the fact that there's nothing she could do to stop Dudley even if she were completely sure she wanted to. Almost without her noticing, her hips have begun to buck against Dudley's, helping to drive his Muggle wand into and out of her. She feels a sensation of impact deep within her with each blow now, Dudley's fat cockhead knocking up against the gate to her womb.

Suddenly, Dudley lets out a choked cry and buries his full length in Harry, holding himself there. She feels warm wetness blossom inside her, Dudley pumping shot after shot of his virile sperm right up against her cervix. That pushes Harry over the edge, pleasure blasting through her like white lightning and her pussy clenching around Dudley's dick, wringing yet more of his seed from him and into her womb.

Dudley slumps across Harry, both momentarily wrung dry by orgasm.