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Hermione, her cheeks flushed and her mouth swollen from pleasure, looked up at Harry with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Your turn," she said, her voice a seductive whisper. With a wave of his wand, the velvet ropes binding Fleur's legs to hers dissipated, and she rolled off, leaving Harry's cock glistening with their combined juices.

Fleur, still panting and flushed, lay back against the pillows, watching as Hermione took Harry's cock into her mouth again. She began to suck him with renewed vigor, her eyes locked onto his, her cheeks hollowing with every bob of her head. Harry's hands found her hair, guiding her movements as she took him in deeper and deeper.

The castle walls seemed to vibrate with their combined passion, the magic in the air thick and potent. Harry felt the familiar stirrings of arousal building once more, his cock hardening in Hermione's mouth as she worked her magic.

Fleur took his balls in her mouth, sucking gently as Hermione's tongue swirled around his shaft. Harry's eyes rolled back in his head, lost in the sensation. He had never felt so alive, so powerful. The potion was definitely working its dark charm.

Hermione slid her hand between her own legs, her fingers slipping easily into her wetness. She began to masturbate in rhythm with her mouth, her hips rocking against the bed. Harry's eyes widened as he watched her, his cock swelling even more in her mouth. He reached down to squeeze her breast, his thumb brushing over her erect nipple.

The sensation of Hermione's mouth and Fleur's tongue was overwhelming, and Harry couldn't hold back much longer. He felt his climax building, his toes curling and his hips bucking involuntarily. With a final, guttural groan, he came again, filling Hermione's mouth with his hot seed as she eagerly swallowed.

As he caught his breath, Harry looked down at the two witches, their bodies flushed and glistening with sweat. Fleur sat up, her breasts heaving, and licked her lips, a satisfied smile playing on her face. Hermione released his cock with a pop, a trail of cum connecting them. "You taste delicious, Harry," she murmured, licking her lips clean.

The three of them lay there for a moment, the only sound their ragged breathing. Then, as if on cue, they were all on the move again, their hunger for each other insatiable. Harry leaned in and kissed Hermione deeply, tasting the mix of their juices on her tongue. She moaned into his mouth, her hand still playing with herself.

Fleur straddled Harry cock and sat on it, her pussy taking him inch by inch as she stared into his eyes. Her breasts bounced with each downward motion, her hands on his chest for balance. Hermione watched with wide eyes, her own hand still playing with her clit as she felt the heat of their passion rising once again.

"Now, let's see how much you can handle, Harry," Fleur whispered, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She began to ride him with increasing fervor, her hips rolling in a mesmerizing dance of pleasure. Harry's hands gripped her waist, his hips thrusting up to meet her every movement.

Hermione watched, her eyes wide with excitement, as Fleur's breasts bounced with every stroke. She reached out and cupped them, her thumbs brushing over the stiff peaks, eliciting a gasp from the French witch. The three of them were a symphony of moans and gasps, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

Fleur's hips rolled in a sinuous wave, taking Harry's cock in deep and grinding down on him, her inner muscles contracting with every movement. Harry's eyes were locked on hers, his grip on her hips tightening as she set a pace that was driving him wild. He could feel his orgasm building, the pressure in his balls almost unbearable.

Hermione, not to be outdone, climbed up onto the bed and positioned herself over Harry's face, her pussy just out of reach of his eager mouth. She hovered there, her hands on her knees, watching the erotic show unfold beneath her.

Then she sat on his mouth her ass in his face, her wet folds pressing against his lips. Harry eagerly licked and sucked, his tongue delving deep inside her as Fleur's moans grew more urgent. The feeling of her warmth and wetness combined with the taste of their mixed juices was intoxicating.

The girls tongue battled as Harry licked Hermiones pussy and Fleur rode his cock like a seasoned porn star. Harry could feel his balls tighten and knew he was close to cumming again.

Fleur leaned over and kissed Hermione, their tongues dancing together as Harry's tongue explored the depths of Hermione's pussy. The sensation was overwhelming, and Hermione's body began to spasm, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave.

Her juices flowed onto Harry's face, and he drank her in, savoring the taste of her pleasure. Meanwhile, Fleur's movements grew more frantic, her breath coming in short gasps as she approached her own climax. Harry felt her tighten around him, her muscles clenching as she rode him faster and faster.

Suddenly, Fleur's body convulsed, and she threw her head back with a scream of pure ecstasy. Her pussy spasmed around Harry's cock, and he felt himself on the edge. With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his seed filling her up as she continued to ride him through her orgasm.

As the tremors subsided, Fleur collapsed on top of Harry, her breathing ragged. Hermione, still straddling Harry's face, watched with a mix of amazement and desire. The sight of her two lovers joined so intimately was incredibly arousing, and she knew she needed to come again.