Pansy and Parvati

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Parvati smirked. She loved this. She looked at her petrified wife unable to do more than laugh. And this was only possible thanks to another potion from the late bloomer (https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1CDGOYI\_enAU903AU903&hl=en-GB&q=Scarlett+Byrne&stick=H4sIAAAAAAAAAONgFuLUz9U3MDYzzypR4gIxs0zTKiwKtUyyk6300zKTSzLz8xJz4kvzMstSi4pTkYSSMxKLEpNLUousCnISK1NTFJIqF7HyBScnFuWklpQoOFUW5aUCAOTjRFBgAAAA&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwigqJ6x-eL\_AhWPqFYBHbw6CmUQ0pQJegQIChAB&biw=390&bih=669&dpr=3#imgrc=l4hnTn6gjbMC1M). “Now where else is my Pansy twickwish?” She teased. “Hmmm… the charm is wearing off. Wingardium Leviosa! Rictusempra!” Parvati loved tormenting Pansy, especially on her more sensitive parts.

Parvati once made Pansy urinate and orgasm at once from two peacock feathers tickling her from her opening to her rosebud. There was no part of Pansy that could resist. Of course, Pansy always got ****; usually with itching powder and a paddle. Parvati once tried paddling Pansy, but the results were uncomfortable. The new legislation practically allowed them to do this in Epping Forest. Using Muffliato and a new other charms; Parvati could indulge in Sex Magic to their hearts content.