How does she get rid of her morning wood?
It just takes a touch
Hermione barely grazes her cock when it splurges her undies with a sprinkle of warm jizz, and Hermione squeaks her relief privately. Despite the pitiful finish, she instantly feels drained and exhausted. Fortunately, her cock returns to it’s regular flaccid half an inch, which can be hidden by her regular underwear. She collapses back onto her bed, feeling the warmth seep into her pajamas like strength leaving her body.
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