In Fleur. Hermione eats.

"Whose pussy should I fill?" Harry groaned as he pulled out of Fleur, the tip of his cock glistening with her juices.

"Mine," Hermione moaned, looking up at him with her mouth full of Fleur's cunt.

Fleur looked at him, her eyes half-lidded with lust and begged, "Please Harry, in my pussy."

With a smirk, Harry plunged back into Fleur, feeling her walls tighten around him. The two of them moved in a perfect rhythm, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Harry felt his climax approaching and he knew he couldn't hold back much longer.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he grunted, and with one final powerful thrust, Harry released his hot, thick cum deep inside Fleur.

Her body tensed, and she let out a scream of pure pleasure as she felt his warmth fill her up. Harry's cock pulsed as he emptied himself into her, watching as Fleur's face contorted in ecstasy. He could feel her pussy contracting around him, milking every drop of cum from him.

Withdrawing from Fleur, Harry's cock was still semi-hard and dripping with a mix of their juices. Hermione, noticing Harry's predicament, eagerly took the opportunity to push her way in between their bodies.

"Let me clean up," she whispered, licking her lips hungrily. She positioned herself so that Fleur's pussy was directly above her mouth.

Fleur, still breathless from her climax, looked down at Hermione with a smug smile. She lowered her sopping pussy onto Hermione's face, and Harry watched in amazement as Hermione licked up his cum, cleaning him up like a starving kitten.

The sight of Harry's cum mixing with Fleur's juices was too much for him to handle, and he grew hard again almost instantaneously. "Now, who's going to swallow my cum?" Harry asked, his voice thick with desire.

Hermione looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Let me taste it," she begged, and Harry knew he couldn't refuse.

He positioned himself at the entrance of Fleur's pussy and began to pump his cock in and out, building up to his next orgasm. The two witches watched him intently, their eyes glued to his shaft as it slid in and out of Fleur's wetness.

Finally, Harry couldn't hold back anymore. He pulled out of Fleur and painted Hermione's face with his hot load. She eagerly opened her mouth, catching some of it with her tongue and swallowed it greedily.

Fleur looked down at the sight of Hermione licking Harry's cum off her own pussy and couldn't help but moan. The two of them shared a look that was nothing but pure lust, and Harry knew he had made the right decision bringing them together.

"Now, who's going to lick up the rest?" Harry asked, his cock still pulsing from his orgasm.

Fleur didn't need to be told twice. She leaned down and began to lick the remnants of Harry's cum from Hermione's lips and cheeks, sharing the taste with her in a passionate kiss that was filled with a mix of desire and submission.

The three of them lay there, panting and exhausted, basking in the afterglow of their intense sexual encounter. Harry felt a sense of pride and satisfaction that he had been able to give them both so much pleasure, and he knew that this was a night none of them would ever forget.

But the night was far from over. As Harry's cock began to harden again, he noticed that both Fleur and Hermione were still visibly aroused. The sight of them, their bodies glistening with sweat and cum, stirred something deep within him. He reached out and caressed their cheeks, feeling the warmth of their skin against his fingertips.

A) Cowgirls (They take turns riding him)

B) Stacked. "Hermione on top of Fleur doggystyle)

C) Triangle (Fleur rides Harry while Hermione sits on his face. They snog with each other)

D) Add.